The empty skies turn black
Their bones turn to fragments
Desolation is in the air
This is Distention
Though we linger off, it dies,
Before our eyes, it dies
As far as the eye can see
Only destruction
Is it hopeless?
What can be done?
Is it too late?
Are we too late?
To save ourselves?
Were living in, In A Dead World
Crying out for ???
What can be done?
Each day we slip further away
On the edge of ruin
It wont be long, before we shut down
Is it hopeless?
What can be done?
Is it too late?
Are we too late?
To save ourselves?
Were living in, In A Dead World
Its so cold
And were not undoing
Blame ourselves
Now this is the fight
Because there is little left to hold onto to
And to beg forgiveness for willing blindness
Now I can say,
Its not too late
Oh not too late, to save ourselves
Its not too late
Oh not too late, to save ourselves