I feel a chill, smoky summer Say what you will, I'm still under all of your spells There's a thunder coming here soon Let's take cover I feel a chill, smoky fire Do what you will, I won't bother Is this for real? There's a thunder over that hill Let's take cover How does it feel to lose all your pieces? How does it kill with all it's hands tied? How will it end? With the lakes up over our heads? It will take a real gust of wind to destroy us I'll be inside looking through our things for the last time So many memories Let's go outside, this is the end.