Wasteland Massacre Hopeless Minutes To End
Can’t control myself or my reactions
Smelling the dark scent of disruption
Wishing to bear the sight of self-destruction
I think this is your final destination.
And every thought of carrying ourselves on
Has forsaken me
And every wish to stand alone
It’s not a weapon but a rope
But a rope [3x]
THERE IS NO TIME TO KEEP WAITING
FAITH IS SEARCHING FOR A BELIEVER
IN THESE LAST MINUTES TO THE END
BUT ALL OUR HOPE IS BLEEDING
Killing harmony is not an option
When hiding fear and all emotions
Is a part of my hating world
Welcome to your own death show
And every thought of carrying ourselves on
Has forsaken you
And every wish to stand alone
It’s not a weapon but a rope
THERE IS NO TIME TO KEEP WAITING
FAITH IS SEARCHING FOR A BELIEVER
IN THESE LAST MINUTES TO THE END
BUT ALL OUR HOPE IS BLEEDING
