Cult of Luna
We Feel the End
Break, break‚ break
We break the silence with our heartbeats
With our heartbeats
Sleep‚ sleep‚ sleep
Our eyes are shut, my hands are shaking
Bodies aching
We are
We are trying
We are
We are trying
Wake, wake‚ wake
As waves of fear come crashing down
All around us
Breathe, breathe, breathe
We feel the end is getting near
We are still here
We are
We are trying
We are
We are trying