La fin du monde

There are words best unsaid*

And these lonely days...

Have left them vile,

Have left them wolves

They feed before they prey

They told me lies of sunshine

When I felt the night

In the end we're all as jaded

Blind, beyond the light

All I have to wait for

Is the moon to rise

These nights in all their splendour

Remove my disguise

There are words best used unwritten

And these hollow days...

Have turned them real,

Have turned them wolves

They eat your love away

All I have to wait for

Is the moon to rise

Oblivion resembles bliss

Enough to sink to the abyss

Comfortly drowning

Vast nothingness growing

Vague heartbeat is slowing

Comfortly drowning

(Sleep is denied for those who understand)

Vast nothingness growing

(Dreams lucid as sky I'm forced to comprehend)

Vague heartbeat is slowing

Is the end complete?