"It's over no, no after life, No second chance in paradise.
Time runs out and then we die, No where to run, no where to hide.
A glimpse of hell is all that's left, A crown of thorns upon my head.
Out of time and out of here, It's my time to disappear.
Sell your dreams for water and bread, Turn out the light I'll soon be dead.
To die far from Galilee, In this dark Gethsemane.
Its hard to face this end to come, Without a trace my life undone.
Afraid to sleep and loose control, Afraid to dream and lose my soul."
Time runs out and then we die, No where to run, no where to hide.
A glimpse of hell is all that's left, A crown of thorns upon my head.
Out of time and out of here, It's my time to disappear.
Sell your dreams for water and bread, Turn out the light I'll soon be dead.
To die far from Galilee, In this dark Gethsemane.
Its hard to face this end to come, Without a trace my life undone.
Afraid to sleep and loose control, Afraid to dream and lose my soul."