Doomsday by Tempesst Lyrics

Upon my final revelation
If I've lived too little to die
I'll be riding someones suitcase to the afterlife

Cause there's an ancient soul solution
Just keep living for the second sky
Would rather nott ake chances
With my little time

Lying in my bed
The dream I had of fireworks
Going out of my hand
[??]
I know this ship's going down
And it's out of my, out of my hands

It's such a sentimental conclusion
Creation and the circle of life
Oh the children are the future
And you've been left behind
Lying in my bed
The dream I had of fireworks
Going out of my hand
[??]
I know this ship's going down
And it's out of my, out of my hands

Lying in my bed
The dream I had of fireworks
Going out of my hand
[??]
I know this ship's going down
And it's out of my, out of my hands

We're going down and it's out of my
Out of my hands