THE FINAL HOUR

Crucify my memories For days, for years, for centuries I'm imagining my youth Even in the face of Godlessness What's it mean to be alive? Everyone falls after all Sinners freely gave me faith And it turns out that I'm human after all. Is it finally the end? This music, it never ends It's been another year Waiting for The End It's the year the calendar Hung itself I'm still lusting to know more Even at a vile ending And the small death La petite mort And I'll wait here 'Til death do us part Is it finally the end? This music, it never ends It's been another year Waiting for The End It's the year The calendar hung itself Why won't you? Why won't you? Why won't you? Why won't you? Did I ever find my joy? (Take me back!) Was I wasting my own time? One, two, three, four (Take me back!) Blood above the door It's the year the calendar Hung itself (Take me back!) Hung itself (Take me back!) Hung it