The weight of the world is holding us down
The fire will rise and will burn to the ground
These words you will hear
Echo from the sky

And here at the end
We cannot pretend
That we didn’t see our futures.
For heaven for hell
We made this ourselves.
We are the architects

The weight of the world is holding us down
The fire will rise and will burn to the ground
These words you will hear
echo from the sky

Are you ready to die?