Ashes

From the far horizon to the nearest shore
Filth is piling up on us, ashes on the floor
Ashes on the floor
Red-stained window glass, blood on the walls
Is this the world you want, what do you want it for?
What do you want it for?

There's no in-between
Only two extremes
We're all going to crash
Right into the Sun

From the bottom of the earth to the highest cloud
Filth is piling up on us, ashes all around
Ashes all around
Far away from cities and things designed by men
I'm out here in God's own earth jumping off a cliff
Jumping off a cliff

There's no in-between
Only two extremes
We're all going to crash
Right into the Sun