Grave Pleasures - Imminent Collapse

I'm standing on the brink of imminent collapse
The world is off its hinges
Somehow you pull me back
I'm breathing down the neck of imminent collapse
We're facing a different [?]
It's time to tie up loose ends

All roads that lead us here
Have fallen into disrepair
Paranoia, like a spirit wire
A good old octave hysteria
This summer is almost over
But the winter light will last forever, forever

I'm standing on the brink of imminent collapse
The world is off its hinges
Somehow you pull me back
I'm breathing down the neck of imminent collapse
We're facing a different [?]
It's time to tie up loose ends

Our home is a beast of ghosts
And we're having a haunted dinner
This Chernobyl made of bones
We struggle to find grave pleasures
But the wasteland is shining bright
And desolation has no measure

I'm standing on the brink of imminent collapse
The world is off its hinges
Somehow you pull me back
I'm breathing down the neck of imminent collapse
We're facing a different [?]
It's time to tie up loose ends

This is all it takes, this is all it takes
To wipe it all away, all way
I'm breaking up, I'm breaking down
There is no other way, this is the only way
This is all it takes, this is all it takes
To wipe it all away, all way
I'm breaking up, I'm breaking down

I'm standing on the brink of imminent collapse
The world is off its hinges
Somehow you pull me back
I'm breathing down the neck of imminent collapse
We're facing a different [?]
It's time to tie up loose ends
I'm standing on the brink of imminent collapse
The world is off its hinges
Somehow you pull me back

I'm standing on the brink
Somehow you pull me back
Somehow you pull me back
I'm standing on the brink
Somehow you pull me back
Somehow you pull me back