| Song | World's End |
| Artist | Heathen |
| Album | Breaking the Silence |
| Beyond in time the Astron glows | |
| Tune into your inner past | |
| The intervals of light | |
| Between two successive nights | |
| The mind predicts the maze | |
| Cold and dense, but fast as light | |
| Mercury, the messenger stands in flight | |
| Sent by the gods to bring us the news | |
| A methane blast, hard and fast | |
| Speed through time, skating on glass | |
| Time is well forgot | |
| We are the ones of a race soon old | |
| We are the ones who will witness the blow | |
| Whose eyes will burn on whatever they behold | |
| Whose flesh will bleed by the thorns of a rose | |
| Whose lips shall whisper these words to be told | |
| And you will scatter in the Earth�s end | |
| Step by step, we must fight | |
| The war of our world is about to begin | |
| Kill one another over the power of words | |
| Cool and dense, but fast as light | |
| Mercury, the messenger stands in flight | |
| Sent by the gods to bring us the news | |
| We are the race that was left for not | |
| We are the ones that time forgot | |
| In the Universe there is always constant change | |
| Blinded by greed you fought over gold | |
| Ready to take whatever you can hold | |
| And you will pay in the Earth's end | |
| A methane blast, hard and fast | |
| Speed through time, skating on glass | |
| Time is well forgot | |
| Step by step, we must fight | |
| The war of our world is about to begin | |
| Kill one another over the power of words | |
| We are the ones of a race soon old | |
| We are the ones who will witness the blow | |
| Whose eyes will burn on whatever they behold | |
| Whose flesh will bleed by the thorns of a rose | |
| Whose lips shall whisper these words to be told | |
| And you will scatter in the Earth's end |
| Beyond in time the Astron glows | |
| Tune into your inner past | |
| The intervals of light | |
| Between two successive nights | |
| The mind predicts the maze | |
| Cold and dense, but fast as light | |
| Mercury, the messenger stands in flight | |
| Sent by the gods to bring us the news | |
| A methane blast, hard and fast | |
| Speed through time, skating on glass | |
| Time is well forgot | |
| We are the ones of a race soon old | |
| We are the ones who will witness the blow | |
| Whose eyes will burn on whatever they behold | |
| Whose flesh will bleed by the thorns of a rose | |
| Whose lips shall whisper these words to be told | |
| And you will scatter in the Earth s end | |
| Step by step, we must fight | |
| The war of our world is about to begin | |
| Kill one another over the power of words | |
| Cool and dense, but fast as light | |
| Mercury, the messenger stands in flight | |
| Sent by the gods to bring us the news | |
| We are the race that was left for not | |
| We are the ones that time forgot | |
| In the Universe there is always constant change | |
| Blinded by greed you fought over gold | |
| Ready to take whatever you can hold | |
| And you will pay in the Earth' s end | |
| A methane blast, hard and fast | |
| Speed through time, skating on glass | |
| Time is well forgot | |
| Step by step, we must fight | |
| The war of our world is about to begin | |
| Kill one another over the power of words | |
| We are the ones of a race soon old | |
| We are the ones who will witness the blow | |
| Whose eyes will burn on whatever they behold | |
| Whose flesh will bleed by the thorns of a rose | |
| Whose lips shall whisper these words to be told | |
| And you will scatter in the Earth' s end |