I have nothing left to believe Not allowed to simply be
This is for the ones who were left behind (Cry fot sanctitiy) The forgotten ones lost before their time (I'm not what I seem) I fool myself into seeking a new day (I just want to be) Inside the wasteland I call myself, I pray (Become a part of me) Give me something to believe
Random thoughts are what make up me A wasteland of my agony
This is for the ones who were left behind (Cry fot sanctitiy) The forgotten ones lost before their time (I'm not what I seem) I fool myself into seeking a new day (I just want to be) Inside the wasteland I call myself, I pray (Become a part of me) Give me something to believe
I've bled too much Still I push on Haunted by the touch Of a new dawn
This is for the ones who were left behind (Cry fot sanctitiy) The forgotten ones lost before their time (I'm not what I seem) I fool myself into seeking a new day (I just want to be) Inside the wasteland I call myself, I pray (Become a part of me) Give me something to believe
I've bled too much Still I push on Haunted by the touch Of a new dawn