This threatening silence tells you That something's wrong in the world around you It is so fat and loud As you've never heard before Beyond this point-the unknown Behind this silence-explosions Beyond this edge-disgrace You're coming to the line Terminal silence rinds in your ears It's the end, the end is so near You hear it clear As you are coming to the line This calm in the air around you You cannot escape from this impending threat Your senses tell you now That something is coming near Behind this wall-the unknown Beyond this point-game over Out of this place-the end You're coming into storm