I still believe in God, but God no longer believes in me
There's a crystal view from my window And I can see years to come I live for the burn and the sting of pleasure I live for the sword, the steel, and the gun I can tear down the walls, storm them barricades Run to the place where the frightened crawl Desire lurks beyond good and evil So dance on the graves where the hammer falls
Over this land All over this wasteland Over this land All over this wasteland
You can touch, but please keep your distance You're innocent and pure and with no shame The spirit is willing, and the flesh is graved Your teasing your torment with the pleasure of pain
Over this land All over this wasteland Over this land All over this wasteland
Heaven and Hell, I know them well But I haven't yet made my choice My feelings dead 'cause I'm shouting loud And no one can hear my voice Walking the tightwire, can't look down Strung out high, above you all Faithful wind blows through this land Howls my name, Hell is my fall
Over this land All over this wasteland Over this land All over this wasteland