I pass the turnstile, my watch unsynced
The fierce sound of the chorus it reverberates within
And all beholders share a distinctive mark
This army wearing purple lights a fire into the dark

I lay my eyes on this world I used to know
and try to make some sense out of the paper I unfold
And in the abyss I feel I'm trapped within
The lady she appears to me with a sinister grin

Now I'm dwelling…
I'm dwellin' in the apocalypse, baby
Now I'm dwelling…
I'm dwellin' in the apocalypse, baby

I feel my consciousness is running out of bounds
A lighting flash reveals a crumbling burning ground
The reverb carries on with an ever increasing sound
with a wave of pressure that tears up everything around

I lay my eyes on this world I used to know
I feel it's slowly dying as the sun is turning cold
And in this abyss an ever growing void
The street below is disappearing, the end I can't avoid…