Footsteps echo in my mind She's behind me, every time Can't outrun this cursed design The clock is bleeding through the line I see her face in every flame She knows my sins, she calls my name They bow to her, they crave her kiss But I know death is not the fix She's the Goddess of the End, dressed in black, crowned in lies With a voice like poisoned wind, whispering our final cries My time is breaking, soul is thin But I won't let her pull me in Death is not the door to grace It's a mask we all must face I walk through shadows, hunted prey The reaper sings, I look away The world has chosen rot and pain Worshipped death, and called it sane She waits beneath the skin of fate A queen of dust, of love and hate But I refuse to kneel and crawl She may rise, but I won't fall She's the Goddess of the End, cold and silent in disguise Feeding on the hopes we spent, hiding truth behind her eyes My breath is short, my blood runs thin But I won't let the dark win I still believe in more than dust A life beyond what breaks and rusts You worship death, you sing her name But there's no peace inside her flame She offers silence, not rebirth A pretty lie wrapped in the dirt Run from her, run from the grave Don't let her turn your soul a slave The end is near, but still I breathe She'll never drag what I believe Goddess of the End, your reign won't swallow me I may be torn and broken, but I still fight to be free Let them kneel, let them decay I choose to live another day Death is not my destiny I was not born to cease, but be She fades But I remain