Listen closely,
gather near.
Hear the words or people's fear.
Come one, come all and hear their call,
they plead:
"Save me from oblivion,
this useless, endless fight."
"Save me from oblivion,
this nothingness of night."
"Save me,
from the oblivion I crave."
"Save me,
before there's nothing left to save."
We listen closely,
we gather near.
We hear the words of people's fear.
We pause.
"Come one, come all
and hear their call."
It is the last thing before we fall.
