To our end To our blackest days we have come Our demise, barren and futile We are lost without fate Reap what we have sown We diminish, all nameless And the realisation manifests Only once will this burn To diminish, all nameless Only once will this ever burn Recreate our failure To relive, to revel in the boundless shift For the bane of man and of all Is now imminent And the realisation manifests Only once will this burn And the realisation manifests For nothing we know The hollow will of the undying faithful Belies us Belies our being Between this state and the next We are lost We are without fate This burning inside cannot be defined Our empty convictions erode in time Stand on the edge of abandon And stare into the searing sun Forfeit now For nothing we know Everything is fire