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At the End of the Sirens Lyrics
Death is in his place of the format
Carefully now watching the screen
Down in the deep
The reaper takes his seat
And is now handling the fate of a coming fallen
Watching the screen like a spinning globe in numbers
Ready to crumble
And betting on you
I crucify time and make it all mine
I'm at the end of the sirens
The paranoia are growing on you
Until the end of the sirens
Cold are your feet
Rigor mortis creeping underneath and so slowly
You are the fallen
Time is a beast
Hear the knock knock tik tok ding dong
Ready to crumble
It's betting on you
I crucify time and make it all mine
I'm at the end of the sirens
The paranoia are growing on you
Until the end of the sirens
A place in the sun, but below the ground
And at the end of the sirens
Dead cold is my hand
But I'll be your friend
Until the end of the sirens
Down in the deep
The reaper takes his seat
And is now handling the fate of a coming fallen
Watching the screen like a spinning globe in numbers
Ready to crumble
And betting on you
I crucify time and make it all mine
I'm at the end of the sirens
The paranoia are growing on you
Until the end of the sirens
A place in the sun, but below the ground
And at the end of the sirens
Dead cold is my hand
But I'll be your friend
Until the end of the sirens
Death is in his place of the format
Carefully now watching the screen
Carefully now watching the screen
The reaper takes his seat
And is now handling the fate of a coming fallen
Ready to crumble
And betting on you
I'm at the end of the sirens
The paranoia are growing on you
Until the end of the sirens
Rigor mortis creeping underneath and so slowly
You are the fallen
Time is a beast
Hear the knock knock tik tok ding dong
Ready to crumble
It's betting on you
I'm at the end of the sirens
The paranoia are growing on you
Until the end of the sirens
And at the end of the sirens
Dead cold is my hand
But I'll be your friend
Until the end of the sirens
The reaper takes his seat
And is now handling the fate of a coming fallen
Ready to crumble
And betting on you
I'm at the end of the sirens
The paranoia are growing on you
Until the end of the sirens
And at the end of the sirens
Dead cold is my hand
But I'll be your friend
Until the end of the sirens
Carefully now watching the screen
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In a recent track-by-track with Rocksound.TV, Michael Poulson stated that “This song is similar lyrically to one we did on Outlaw Gentlemen & Shady Ladies called ‘The Hangman’s Body Count.’ You have the Grim Reaper knocking on your door. He lives underground and suddenly he must decide who he has to take that day. So, when people hear the sirens, everyone gets paranoid because they think, ‘Okay, one of us has to go…’ It’s a funny lyric, but it’s also kind of serious because it’s a reminder, again, to get stuff done while we’re awake. Otherwise, the reaper might turn on his sirens and knock on your door and say, ‘it is time.’ It might not always be the post man who knocks on the door…”
What he's trying to say is that everybody fears the reaper coming knocking on our doors and taking us away. It's the paranoia of death that encapsulates our life; Fearing the siren signaling the reaper coming to collect.