[Verse 1]
In time creation will whittle and die
Consume the earth and hide the lie
And you will stem the tide of divide
When you present the tears they’ve cried
[Chorus]
Ooh, release me from the end, son
Ooh, hold me when the time comes
[Verse 2]
Strain and stumble, you’ll rise from the floor
To meet fate knocking at the door
Let her in and time will stand still
While firеs burn up on the hill
[Chorus]
Ooh, releasе me from the end, son
Ooh, hold me when the time comes