fallen

shadows dance upon a broken wall

faces of the awakened

we'll see them all

vile as a result of the past

the guilty consequence we see on the face of everyone

so wicked, classes of mutation emerge

the instinct to survive, motivates the conscious mind

lost in a world

where the damned walk hand in hand with the living

oh my god

the fallout washes over me

everything of value claimed

everything in the wasteland breathes

the population

decreases, they seek they're shelter

way down beneath

the surface, so contaminated

still they breathe

filthy breeds of human

wait

everything of value claimed

every second counts to me

everything in the wasteland breathes

for my survival

the choices foreseen

the weapons in holding

shall maintain the disease

for my survival

the choices between

the people shall know them

as elements of violence consumes them

so sleep

in the arms of the stars

decayed

statues of the mind decayed

(the flesh reciprocates)

decayed

statues of the mind decayed

(the flesh reciprocates)

the seasons change

(they're crossing over)

with the starved

(let's give them something)

all the infected will burn

they will burn

for my survival

the choices between

the weapons in holding

shall maintain the disease

for my survival

the choices foreseen

the people shall know them

as they burn

save me

from this world