State:dying

Take your life and please take mine
Glorious end,
Peace with yourself,
Death to the world!
Our strife towards the hazard sun
Follow us,
For the higher good,
Follow us to face Death

Pass with us
The end draws near, your chances are slim
When the end comes, you won't stand a chance
The end draws near; Time Wave Zero
Time Wave Zero, the state of dying!

Eight years left!
Only eight years left
Where is this bastard son?
It's your move, take your life
And speed up the process
Take your life
Pass with us