A Dying World

Standing high above the crawling wasted world

Another day goes by and still we carry on

Run another stretch of road that knows no end

Watch the fires burn beneath the blackened sky

Standing high above the crawling wasted world

Look close as cities fall,

Stark white the bombs explode

And we carry on, and still the story goes,

For there is no end, no shelter from this age

Bright the running lights remind me of my home

But blackened steel and bitter dust still call my heart

Shadowed hands tight beneath the blackened sky

Shadowed words hold true and

Nothing stands as strong before this storm

As life is so short and tomorrow might not come for us

I will not fall, no pain can hold, and still I have a smile

In a world decayed we walk against the fall

Watching as the past burns down, and future builds a future bold

I live to breathe, to feel As real

for death looks on an ever changing world