Traveling down the widened path
Walking in the dark
Waiting for an outstretched hand
Hoping for the afterlife
What goes around comes around
And now you’re sure to get what you deserve
And when your heart is bled dry
When there’s nothing more to give
You’ll be lost until the end of time
Why have you laid your trust in man
When havoc wreaks this fallen land
It’s the path of anathema
Faint
It’s the feeling of falling
The hate keeps on calling
Strain
It’s the feeling of crawling
The burden appalling
Walking through this moral wasteland
Eyes sewn shut yet open wide
Watching, waiting, lurking, baiting
Feeding hopeless death inside
Inside
You stand by and watch your future die
Inside, live the lie
Inside
You stand by and watch your future die, inside
Inside, live the lie
And die