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At the End of the Sirens

de Volbeat

Death is in his place of the format
Carefully now watching the screen

Down in the deep
The reaper takes his seat
And is now handling the fate of a coming fallen

Watching the screen like a spinning globe in numbers
Ready to crumble
And betting on you

I crucify time and make it all mine
I'm at the end of the sirens
The paranoia are growing on you
Until the end of the sirens

Cold are your feet
Rigor mortis creeping underneath and so slowly
You are the fallen
Time is a beast
Hear the knock knock TikTok ding dong
Ready to crumble
It's betting on you

I crucify time and make it all mine
I'm at the end of the sirens
The paranoia are growing on you
Until the end of the sirens

A place in the sun, but below the ground
And at the end of the sirens
Dead cold is my hand
But I'll be your friend
Until the end of the sirens

Down in the deep
The reaper takes his seat
And is now handling the fate of a coming fallen

Watching the screen like a spinning globe in numbers
Ready to crumble
And betting on you

I crucify time and make it all mine
I'm at the end of the sirens
The paranoia are growing on you
Until the end of the sirens

A place in the sun, but below the ground
And at the end of the sirens
Dead cold is my hand
But I'll be your friend
Until the end of the sirens

Death is in his place of the format
Carefully now watching the screen

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