End
Johnny Thompson
Out of time, out of time
Mother's eyes open wide
Sitting at the end of the world, the end of the world
Sitting at the end of the world, the end of the world
No regrets and no remorse
I see my home in my mind's eye
It is of another land far away from here, past my sight
I will feel the ground shake, I will feel her final rage
And I will just sit here and wait, and watch herself obliterate
But right now is the final still before the chaos consumes everything
Before the hand strikes twelve, no regrets and no remorse
I see my home in my mind's eye
It is of another land far away from here, past my sight
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, sitting at the end of the world