This is the end, beautiful friend.
This is the end, my only friend,
The end, of our elaborate plans,
The end, of everything that stands,
The end, no safety or surprise,
The end.
I'll never look into your eyes again.
Can you picture what will be,
So limitless and free,
Desperately in need
Of some stranger's hand,
In a desperate land.

(...)

The killer awoke before dawn,
He put his boots on.
He took a face from the ancient gallery,
And he walked on down the hall.
He went into the room
Where his sister lived and
Then he
Paid a visit to his brother,
And then he,
He walked on down the hall, yeah.
And he came to a door,
And he looked inside.

"Father?"
"Yes, son"
"I want to kill you!
Mother, I want to… WAAAAAA"
Uh, well, all right, yeah!
Come on, mom, yeah!

(...)

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

This is the end, beautiful friend,
This is the end, my only friend,
The end, it hurts to set you free,
But you'll never follow me.
The end of laughter and soft lies,
The end of nights we tried to die.
This is the end.