John Becomes the Universe

You and me, sinners born together
Heaven speaks and you're gone forever
Hell i want to feel the cold, buried alone in my grave

And I see the world burn
Oh on the final day
And I feel myself burn
Still ain't a sign of pain

Misery flowin' through the rivers
And the crippled streets, yearning for the beggars
Oh lord I'm singin' now, no need for answers
'Cause I burned the hours out
Praying for death

And I see the world burn
Oh on the final day
And I feel myself burn
Still ain't a sign of pain

Angels bow as I make my way
Through the clouds overhead
The world seems peaceful now
Just restin' in the palm of my hand
All this pain we feel and all these chains we perceive
Mean nothing
'Cause in death, we are all finally free