Aftermath
As Lions Lyrics

Shadows pouring like rain
The dark feelings and emotions are heavy, constant and pouring down like heavy rainfall.

Beneath a decay
Underneath the surface, there is a sense of rot and decay occurring.

Alone we wait for the end to come
We feel isolated and helpless as we anticipate the inevitable end.

We look for the signs
We search for any indication that the end is near, so we can prepare ourselves mentally and emotionally.

A glimmer of light
A faint hope or possibility for a positive outcome.

A crack in the sky
An opening or opportunity appearing only briefly in a seemingly impossible or uncertain situation.

What have we created?
What have we done in the past that has led us to this current situation?

What have we become?
What have we transformed into as a result of our experiences and actions?

Meaningless and jaded, The forsaken ones
Feeling empty, cynical, and abandoned due to a lack of purpose and hope.

Following the footsteps, Deep into the black
Continuing down a path that leads further into darkness and despair.

We echo in the darkness, Knowing there's no turning back
Our voices and actions are repeated but unheard, as we realize that we must face the consequences of our choices.

Tell me, how long do we wait Until we see the other side?
How much longer until we reach the end or see a positive outcome?

The end of everything, Nothing left but you and I
When everything else is gone, all that remains is the connection between two people.

Waiting for the storm to pass, Caught up in the aftermath
Waiting for the difficult situation to be resolved and coping with the consequences that follow.

With you by my side, We walk into the fire
Together, we face the difficult situation head on and accept the consequences.

We reap what we sow, The end of the rope
We receive the results of our actions, and we are running out of time to make things right.

Tightens its hold around our throats, We're closer to death
The consequences are becoming more severe and we are facing our mortality.

We're counting each breath, Like it was our last
We are acutely aware of our mortality and every moment feels precious and uncertain.

Are we too far gone?
Is it too late to turn things around and make things right?

We're burning all the same across this divide
Despite our differences, we are all affected by and suffering from the same situation.

So will we see the rain? Or let the flames decide?
Will we find hope and a positive outcome, or will we be consumed by the negative consequences of our choices?