| The End of the Line (1 in 1,000,000)
Were their efforts purged in mankind’s failure to look and finally see?
Was it a focused, valiant effort hidden by the most cynical of beings?
Shot down, forced to answer to the task-force out of law!
They wouldn’t hear it, wouldn’t listen! They can “prove” that you were wrong!
You look back, running! The sun sets on your behalf
Exploding, central nightmares, block the way, they block the way!
Your mind starts to decay! Your scars won’t ever fade! They’ll never fade!
Repulsive breeds breed human beings as thoughtless drones, machines
And I’ve done all but shown my efforts, though I’ve never done a thing
How long can I sit here. Watching this war. Watching this war, I’ve yet to win!
Frustration, frustrating, I’m frustrated the same
As soon as fading vision zoom to backgrounds, fucking fade! I’ll fucking fade away!
Does this mean the end of sanity, humanity, the sanctity of safe
And never failing, collapsing buildings., failing states
Shot down, I’ve got no answers, no solutions to resolve
This issue bleeding from my eyes, my mouth, my face! In the end, they’ll take away!
You look back, running! The sun sets on your behalf
Exploding, central nightmares, block the way, they block the way!
Your mind starts to decay! Your scars won’t ever fade! They’ll never fade!
Repulsive breeds breed human beings as thoughtless drones, machines
And I’ve done all but shown my efforts, though I’ve never done a thing
How long can I sit here. Watching this war. Watching this war, I’ve yet to win!
Frustration, frustrating, I’m frustrated the same
As soon as fading vision zoom to backgrounds, fucking fade! I’ll fucking fade!
“How much further, my feet burn, I’m hurting! How much further! I can’t walk
“We’ve got a ways to go, we’ve got so far to go” “we’ve got too far to go, we’ll never make
Our way through inner turmoil we’ll never make it through the gates”
With one thousand miles to walk away, it’s too far that we’ve strayed
It’s too far that we’ve walked away, walked away! We’ll step upon the place
My face in the dirt, my bones underground, my life will slip away
“I can’t see or hear a thing…” “I can’t see or hear a thing!”
As seconds tick, as time has passed, days they burn and nights outlast
My sole reason for marching on, I don’t know where I’m at…!” |