Alexisonfire - We Are the End

Look around, look around
There's no affection, only infection
Search yourself, search yourself
Can I depend on you to surrender?

And we will storm their shores
Eyes suffocating all they see
Feet sturdy on the rubble that will soon be dust
And there will be no ruins, no memory, no history
Only our unrelenting march side by side
We will comb the earth and sweep it clean
Hearts and feet unified
The hand of man is no match for our warless army

Please tell me that this is the end of the world (and we will strike with the arms of Gods)
(And leave nothing in our wake) It's time that we erase history
(And we will strike with the arms of Gods) without a trace or a memory
(On my word, we will seize fate)
Please tell me that this is the end of the world (and we will strike with the arms of Gods)
(And leave nothing in our wake) It's time that we erase history
(And we will strike with the arms of Gods) without a trace or a memory
(Destiny choked in our wage)

Steadfast soldiers with hands of Gods
And the numbers to succeed
We will persist until all that's left is a perfect sphere
Never a break in the chain
Never a folly of conviction
And may the traitors' ashes
Seal the barren landscape

We are the end!
We are the end!

Please tell me that this is the end of the world (and we will strike with the arms of Gods)
(And leave nothing in our wake) It's time that we erase history
(And we will strike with the arms of Gods) without a trace or a memory
(On my word, we will seize fate)
Please tell me that this is the end of the world (and we will strike with the arms of Gods)
(And leave nothing in our wake) It's time that we erase history
(And we will strike with the arms of Gods) without a trace or a memory
(Destiny choked in our wage)

Look around, look around
There's no affection, only infection
Search yourself, search yourself
Can I depend on you to surrender?
Can I depend on you to surrender?

Please tell me that this is the end of the world (and we will strike with the arms of Gods)
(And leave nothing in our wake) It's time that we erase history
(And we will strike with the arms of Gods) without a trace or a memory
(On my word, we will seize fate)
Please tell me that this is the end of the world (and we will strike with the arms of Gods)
(And leave nothing in our wake) It's time that we erase history
(And we will strike with the arms of Gods) without a trace or a memory
(Destiny choked in our wage)

Written by:
Dallas Green, Wade MacNeil, Jordan Hastings, Chris Steele, George Pettit

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