Текст: Stuart Davis. Bright Apocalypse.

The rapture didn't come at once
we slowly fell awake
fell awake in each other's ache
and what appeared was simply this:

A Light
that cannot be eclipsed
the bright apocalypse

And it wasn't the end of human kind
but it's becoming something more divine
the dead were never raised
the sky never parted
one by one
we were the sparks
til there was only this

A Light
that cannot be eclipsed
the bright apocalypse