I'll travel to the end of the world
Watch the stars get evicted from the heavens
Watch as the desolation of the night sky
Becomes a vacant premise of empty hopes
Watch as the dreams of several generations
Evaporate as they plummet into the atmosphere
They call this the circle of last hopes
Everything eventually dies
Reborn in the mind of the descendants
Rotting ever so slowly
Like the hopes and dreams
They scream towards the heavens