I build a stage

To express myself

But there's a catch

It's the free will

Though you know the freedom of decision

Is limited in time

Too many slaying words

Too many strifes

Too much jealousy

Too many spites

Enough

Now I count to ten

It ends before it began

Hey here comes the countdown

I´ll swallow the light

Are you prepared to embrace the night

Here comes the countdown

I´ll breathe in the space

And even the last one will see my face

The last one sees my face

Science has filled in many gaps in your mind

That I´ve been pushed aside

You´ve probably been asked a million times before

Are you prepared to embrace the night

Too many wars

Too many tears

Too much iciness

Too many fears

Enough

Now I count to ten

It ends before it began

Hey here comes the countdown

I´ll swallow the light

Are you prepared to embrace the night

Here comes the countdown

I´ll breathe in the space

And even the last one will see my face

The last one sees my face