Eh I By - The End of Time Lyrics

In the vast expanse of stars and dust,
Where galaxies collide, and planets rust,
We search for meaning in the cosmic shine,
And ponder what awaits us in the end of time.
Will the universe fade into the cold unknown?
Or will it tear apart, all alone?
Perhaps it bends, or circles back,
Or maybe all will turn to black.

In the distant night, the stars grow cold,
No warmth to share, no stories told.
Galaxies drift, apart they glide,
The heat fades out, there's no place to hide.
Atoms slow, no spark remains,
Only darkness, silent chains.
The universe, frozen in its death,
A final whisper, a chilling breath.

In the end of time, what will remain?
A universe of silence, or rebirth through pain?
Through the endless dark, or a fiery climb,
We wait for fate, in the end of time.

A force unseen, it tears apart,
Galaxies crumble, star by star.
The fabric strains, space itself will rend,
Even time will break, and atoms bend.
Planets shattered, suns undone,
Reality splinters, there's nowhere to run.
From the smallest quark to the deepest night,
Everything falls, out of sight.

In the end of time, what will remain?
A universe of silence, or rebirth through pain?
Through the endless dark, or a fiery climb,
We wait for fate, in the end of time.

In the silence, we wonder why,
Do we fall, or do we fly?
Will we scatter with a gust,
Or return to where we must?
Through the endless night we roam,
Seeking answers, far from home.
Is the end a final cry,
Or the birth of stars in the endless sky?

But what if time is not so straight?
What if we're bound to twist with fate?
A universe collapsed, then born anew,
An endless cycle, old becomes new.
From dust to stars, and back again,
The cosmos folds, like paper in the wind.
In the bounce we rise, in the bounce we fall,
The future echoes from the past's call.

In the end of time, what will remain?
A universe of silence, or rebirth through pain?
Through the endless dark, or a fiery climb,
We wait for fate, in the end of time.

The pull of gravity, it draws us near,
Galaxies collide, the end is clear.
Time rewinds, as space contracts,
Stars burn brighter, then collapse.
A cosmic grave, a fire's last dance,
All will merge in one last chance.
To crush it all, and start once more,
A final breath, an ancient lore.

In the end of time, what will remain?
A universe of silence, or rebirth through pain?
Through the endless dark, or a fiery climb,
We wait for fate, in the end of time.

Will we freeze, or will we burn?
Will the stars fall, or will they turn?
In the mystery, we search for signs,
For the truth awaits, at the end of time.