Carve the rock with pools of sand
For this new world you build alone
Steal away; You're hands are red.
You leave unknown.
So pick you're poison, go or stay
And let the memories fall away
The shell is gone, and going, wait
And look ahead, let's check your fate
Sand falls away, the clay is crumbling
Stone is cracking, light is dim,
The moon is red, hold on a little tighter
Or give in.
You're one of many fools
Who builds to break and lives to waste
Who wears a crown, self made, to rule
So hide your hands, and paint the jewels
Hail the wasteland! hail to hate!
You're one of many, many fools.
Hail the wasteland! Hail the cruel!
You're one of many, many fools.