noew we've come to the age

where the splendour fades

and we can look behind drooping facades

the glossy front's just fake

the firm base breaks, as this doomed world slowly decays



illusions fly high

nothing we don't try

to build up fantasies we can believe

the dance on dragon's jaws

in reach of it's claws, destroys the little we could retrieve



we have resigned to our fate

afraid that out time is up now

though it is not quite too late, if we take to action now



we see no future, just today's endured

a tomorrow is smoke in the wind

we dance, sing, play

'cause we feel the strain of living at the end of our time



our legacy

fades and melts away

because tomorrow

may not ever be

so we dance and sing

try to bear the thought of approaching the end of our time