Dying light
Fade away
Haunted by hidden hands' design
We're digging graves for the unborn
Begging on our knees biting the hand that feeds
So, what's it going to be?
2033
Will we be concerned before we're past the point of no return?
So, what's it going to be?
2033
Will we ever learn or just sit back and watch the world burn?
Blinded eyes
Blood shot skies
Falling out
Breathing underground
Shadows die over twisted limbs
Too late now
The night of the bleeding stars
So, what's it going to be?
2033
Will we be concerned before we're past the point of no return?
So, what's it going to be?
2033
Will we ever learn or just sit back and watch the world burn?
The future does not exist
When it lives inside a closed fist
The future does not exist
When it lives inside a closed fist
Leave the past to the damned because the now is in the palm of our hand
So, what's it going to be?
2033
Will we be concerned before we're passed the point of no return?
We're digging graves for the unborn
Begging on our knees biting the hand that feeds
So, what's it going to be?
2033
Will we ever learn or just sit back and watch the world burn?
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