Tomorrow's Outlook - Fly Away

Here we stand on broken ground, dying to be free
The war that rages about us is the only thing we can see

Fire scorches the wreckage, thunder crashes above
When all the World comes falling down, to destroy all that you love

Voices on the wind cry out
Against this atrocity
They will fall, we’ll fight them all
With rage and ferocity

So this is goodbye
For all we know shall end
And when this World has died
There’s nothing left to do, my friend

So fly, fly away, far away
To whatever end
You fly, fly away, far away
To whatever end you’ll fly

What is there to fight for, when all is dead and gone?
And those who claim dominion are evil, each and every one

Here they stand in thousands, against the righteous ones who know
Through and through, whatever they might do, this river shall flow

The voices cry, the warbirds fly
And nothing can stop the End

So this is goodbye
For all we know shall end
And when this World has died
There’s nothing left to do, my friend

So fly, fly away, far away
To whatever end
You fly, fly away, far away
To whatever end you’ll fly

Oh, so this is goodbye
For all we know shall end
And when this World has died
There’s nothing left to do, my friend

So fly, fly away, far away
To whatever end
You fly, fly away, far away
To whatever end you’ll fly
So fly, fly away, far away
To whatever end
You fly, fly away, far away
To whatever end you’ll fly
Fly away, far away from here
Fly, fly away
Fly