We feel the songs of that day and time. The burning of the stars and life we hide. Was it the sole match that lit the blaze? That left us haunted by history's flames? We've lived. We've loved, and lost this day and time The end of time. The blinding light Through bloodshot eyes, I struggle to the end of time the blinding light through bloodshot eyes I struggle to see the truth Through the shame and guilt Through the shame and guilt Was it the sole match that lit the blaze? That left us haunted by history's flames? I feel the songs of life I leave behind. I leave it behind. The end of time. The blinding light through bloodshot eyes, I struggle to' the end of time the blinding light through bloodshot eyes I struggle to see the truth. We feel the songs We feel the songs We feel the songs We feel the songs