[Verse 1]

In time creation will whittle and die

Consume the earth and hide the lie

And you will stem the tide of divide

When you present the tears they’ve cried

[Chorus]

Ooh, release me from the end, son

Ooh, hold me when the time comes

[Verse 2]

Strain and stumble, you’ll rise from the floor

To meet fate knocking at the door

Let her in and time will stand still

While firеs burn up on the hill

[Chorus]

Ooh, releasе me from the end, son

Ooh, hold me when the time comes