Lyrics No Tomorrow - Fit for a King

If there's no
No tomorrow
We'll dance at the edge of the end
And forget about our sorrows

Let the fires climb, our cries are growing thin
Like a guiding light that's lost its oxygen
Hold on tightly to our last breath
There's beauty, there's beauty in our dance with death

Feel it choke
As death wraps its arms around us

And if there's no
No tomorrow
We'll dance at the edge of the end
And forget about our sorrows

The horizon bleeds with the sorrow of eternity
Self-destruction laced in narcissistic poetry
The chasm splits and swallows every faithless dream
What will they say in the face of Armageddon?

The clouds pour with crimson rain
The ash fills our lungs
And we choke (we will choke)
As death wraps its arms around us

And if there's no
No tomorrow
We'll dance at the edge of the end
And forget about our sorrows
And if there's no
No tomorrow (no tomorrow)
We will wait until there's nothing left
To spend the time we've borrowed

Ashes in the air, covering us all
Watching as the world crumbles, hearings its last call
It's a slow decay, there's nowhere left to hide
With the taste of ruin on our tongues tonight
If this is really the end
Then why can't I see?
And in this dance with death
Can we be saved?

And if there's no
No tomorrow
We'll dance at the edge of the end
And forget about our sorrows
If there's no
No tomorrow (no tomorrow)
We will wait until there's nothing left
To spend the time we've borrowed

No, no tomorrow
No, no tomorrow