last call for the night for me, the numbness yet to fade
alone i am, two in the van when contact first is made
last call out now panic screams memories and dreams
last call now for me it seems

this may be the end of everything you believe in

last call when i start to plead, "don't let it end like this"
laughter rings out through the trees, clinging to the morning mist
they step out of the shadows - its the last thing that i see
last call out it seems for me

this may be the end of everything you believe in

last call, this the final random consequence
(or perhaps an orchestrated series of events)
it doesn't matter when there is no one to hear the screams
last call out for me it seems

this may be the end of everything you believe in
this may be the end of everything you believe in