24/365

I miss my friends, who's names I can't pronounce

I miss the place where hope was to be found

Blue clouds over Europe

Now's the right time to get up

And I just want to incinerate

24/365

I feel the need to be on fire

24/365

I've been holding it back for way too long

So can you hear this aimless call to arms

Into the night we'll go setting off alarms

Our hope is gone, it's official

It disappeared without a signal

And now is the time to incinerate

I miss my friends, who's names I can't pronounce

I bless the ones who are sure to stick around

Blue clouds over Europe

Now's the right time to get up

And all I want is to incinerate