What you hold makes you fold
When the tides wont let you come around
You break your back all out of fear
Then you wait in line to the ropes to the ropes you go
It starts with an end It starts with an end
The silent war at your door
Wants your truth now the gallows are calling you
They're sealing the cracks
In which you have basked
Soon your tied to the mast to your past
With your life and death in a flash you ask
Does it Start with an end start with an end
it Starts with an end starts with an end
To all of the ends of all of the centries
Where born from the fall out breeze
Bit parts in a role with the dust and the ghosts
We wither then fall like leaves