Our Overt Apocalypse Lyrics

Following fires is the pain
Of unexpected growth and
Limbs who are already spent
A crowning ashen spire
And roiling waves of gray

It's natural to feel the fear
Each with our own apocalypse
Every change a world's end
Each muscle torn, cataclysm

An ending worshipped
And abhorred
Since humanity's dawn
A creaking of time
Pleading to the sky
For conflagratory rebirth

I've shaped my own apocalypse
And lived through hundreds more
The end is a churning of the world
As cyclic and predictable
As its very rotation

Progress is armageddon

An ending is a gift we are all given
And we will value it til the next

Other endings will come,
Let us rejoice
And welcome the rebirth