Apocaliptic steps

What else is there to say?
What else is there to fear?
When the path leading to destruction describes the way I feel

When a cloud of smoke feels like fresh air
Light all around and darkness stays the same
Blindness eats the thoughts we've fight for
And a dream becomes the real form of...

Steps behind keep taking the lead
Confusion playing games with you and me
And suddenly before it ends
The dark side we've kept apart is just an inch ahead

What else is there to say?
What else is there to fear?
When the path leading to destruction describes the way I feel