Free fall through

Our midnight

This epilogueOf our own fable

Heedless in our slumber

Floating nescient we

Free fall through

This boundlessness

This madness

Of our own making

Falling isn′t flying

Floating isn't infinite

Come

Our end suddenly

All hail our lethargy

Concede

Suddenly

To the quickened

Dissolution

Pray we mitigate the ruin

Calling all to arms and order

Drifting through

This boundlessness

This madness

Of our own making

Sound our dire reveille

Rouse all from our apathy

Lest we cease to be

Stir us from our wanton slumber

Mitigate our ruin

Call us all to arms and order

Sound the dread alarm

Through the primal body

Sound the reveille, to be or not to be

Rise

Stay the grand finale

Stay the reading of our swan song and epilogue

One drive to stay alive

Elementary

Muster every fiber

Mobilize

Stay alive

Stir us from our wanton slumber

Mitigate our ruin

Call us all to arms and order