Eyes shining bright with unspilt tears,
Thinking about all these wasted years.
When everything worth living for is gone,
And brother, I find it hard to keep fighting on.

Falling down towards the abyss, the abyss,
The Reaper embraces me with his kiss;
It makes me want to refuse to care, refuse to care,
To watch this all unfold - too much to bear.

If this is the way it ends -
If this is the way my race ends . . .
If this is the way it ends - I can't bear to witness.

If this is the way it ends -
If this is the way my race ends . .
. If this is the way it ends - I can't bear to witness.

Disease encroaching on all that I hold dear,
Somehow I got to get my soul out of here.
Heart of agony, faint burning hope,
I'm finding it hard to try to cope . . .

Because liars own the world with a conquering poise, with a conquering poise,
A wasteland of meaningless noise;
We don't stand a chance with a dormant pride, with a dormant pride,
The heroes of our race have already died . . .

If this is the way it ends -
If this is the way my race ends . . .
If this is the way it ends - I can't bear to witness.

If this is the way it ends -
If this is the way my race ends . . .
If this is the way it ends - Oh, I can't bear to witness.

To imagine it has all come down to this,
Apathy and suicidal bliss . . .
It's all over - except for the cryin',
With a whimper instead of the roar of a lion . . .