Expelling of the Crafty Ape

Waiting for
The second time while
The fourth has arrived
Our existence is war
At least we are one
Finally we are on the path of the rot

The end never felt so
Damned complete
Never really meant
"Life is very sweet
Brother, who would wish to die?"
Just an old line
Never really rhymed
Who would wish to die?
Instead of watching this world burning down
It is time
We are finally one on the path of the rot

We shook some dust
We shook some dust
We shook some dust
We shook some dust (now disappear)
We shook some dust (now disappear)
We shook some dust (now disappear)
We shook some dust (now disappear)
We shook some dust (now disappear)