Love dreams are sometimes quite apocalyptical

I look at the horizon and not so far
I see the sky's changing its mind

It's looking for darker times
in our age of datalines

Then I call you by your name
and tell you not be afraid
of what's happening here above
of what's happening in our love

and the blue sky burst into flames
then fall down into rain
I grab your hand, it's end of the world
I grab your hand, you don't say a word

and the ashes are falling on us
and we are feeling the ashes on us

Do we still feel while it's the end of the world ?
Will we be free at the end of the world ?