| He said, "We're all dead" | |
| Ten years we would appear | |
| These prophecies we should have feared | |
| 'Cause now they're here | |
| (Stop this all) | |
| Seasons fade there's not much to say | |
| 'Cept that he was right (stop this all) | |
| Continue through to the next decade | |
| It's fallen | |
| Please help me | |
| Help me find a way | |
| A way | |
| Out, out | |
| With a soft, quiet shock | |
| Now what is to be seen? | |
| As cold water | |
| Wind collapse and fade | |
| All that we have made | |
| (Stop this all) | |
| Seasons fade there's not much to say | |
| 'Cept that he was right (stop this all) | |
| Continue through to the next decade | |
| It's fallen | |
| Please help me | |
| Help me find a way | |
| A way | |
| Out | |
| With a soft, | |
| Quiet shock | |
| Can escape peacefully | |
| So be afraid 'cause there's no way | |
| To stop this all | |
| Stop this all | |
| Throw away | |
| All your faith | |
| There's nothin' | |
| There's nothin' left to say | |
| And there is no | |
| I know there is no other way | |
| Way, way |