The end of the world is here.
We're running from fear to fear.
I'm looking into ends' eye,
And truly understand his try.

Stubbornly turn our heads.
Hiding beneath our beds.
Us children we look away.
The monster in the closet will stay.

Laughing to hide our sin.
We never breath in and clean.
The shadow that is in the sky.
Will not sympathize with your cry.

Please open your eyes and watch.
You will feel but you'll never touch.
Dress up and comb your head.
In the morning you'll wake up dead.