V1:

Cryptic messages in the clouds

Taking shape

But I don't understand what I'm being told

Listening

To the whispers on the wind

The Earth's dying breaths

As the sky turns black

And falls away

C:

Stars burning, crashing down

People screaming, clinging to a

Life that never was and never could be

The Rapture comes on tomorrow's heels

The Horsemen are set to ride

The only way out is deicide

V2:

Cryptic messages in the leaves

Dancing branches

I'm slowly starting to see the bigger picture

Listening

To the songs of the waves

The ocean's dying sighs

As the sun turns black

And falls away

C:

Moon silent, crashing down

People sobbing, clinging to a

Fa├žade that ever was and never can be

The Rapture's on tomorrow's heels

The Horsemen are set to ride

The only way out is deicide

B:

Lies crafted, put in writing

Words destroy and already dead world

I'm sorry creator, I really tried

To believe in everything you said

But you left us cold and angry

To fend for our own souls

And so I can't grant you the pleasure

THE RAPTURE'S OUT OF YOUR CONTROL!!!

C:

Star shining, raining down

People laughing, clinging to a

New belief of everything that never was, but now could be

The Rapture's dead on tomorrow's heels

The Horsemen are no longer set to ride

We've created TRUE life from DEICIDE!!!