Your body might be borrowed
But your spirit cannot be saved

It's the end of the line
End of the line

Standing clear of the world we had thought to know
What we know is a lie so it's all we are told
A world of rot is a world we can learn to control
It's the end of your kind
It's the end of the line

Your spirit's own fire
Feed the flame

It's the end of the line
It's the end of the line
No redemption
It's the end of the line
No redemption