The End of Our Time - Axel Rudi Pell

On our way to nowhere behind the black sun

We’re passing by the old horizon

Coming close to the edge, when we realize

There’s a hole in the sky, the world has gone

Written and engraved in stone

On the walls of doom

The burning cross left all alone

Wherever we have roamed

Oh I can fell

It’s the end of our time

Oh I believe

We’re the last in our line

In the end of our time

We crossed the path of tragedy, fortune and fate

Cheated by the blended lies, will it be too late

The fools they cried «all gonna die», but never got heard

Doom lies really quite absurd