Wasteland Soul

Under a silver sky I wander

These broken highways have become my home

Alone in a world of rust and ruin stay

Through grey civilisation's dust I roam

And my wasteland soul

Never will be truly whole

My only remaining goal now to survive

Someday the rains will come and wash it all away...

The heart of the wasteland will awaken on this day

Shattered remains of once great cities

These silent highways lead to halls of stone

Every horizon sees it closer now

I venture onwards into the unknown

And my calloused hands

Have learned to weather and withstand

The tribulations of this land

In which I strive

Someday the rains will come and wash it all away...

The heart of the wasteland will awaken on this day

Tin cans and bottlecaps and twisted steel

This world's seen better days I'm sure

But I'd give every withered wealth I've found

For just a glimpse of something pure

But my wasteland soul

Never will be truly whole

My only remaining goal now to survive

Someday the rains will come and wash it all away...

The heart of the wasteland will awaken on this day

The heart of the wasteland...