Why do we need to have it all?
We are the carriers
Of the sickest in the world!
All hope is lost, all hope is lost
We are betraying our nation of living
All hope is gone, all hope is gone
This is the time of changing!
Consuming, the things that we don't need
If all fit into our own grave
The need to have it all
In life and in death
But all that is left is the hole in the world!
Bring her back from the dead
Bring her back from the dead
All hope is lost, all is hope lost
We are betraying our nation of living
All hope is gone, all hope is gone
This is the time of changing!
The lights are dying
When our eyes are in the sky
We are affected by the thought
That there will be no tomorrow
The wail terror of death
Is freezing our loungs
And taking control of our beating hearts
Nothing lasts forever
One day it'll be lost
The sun may be set, but it might not rise again
Bring her back from the dead
Bring her back from the dead
We are taking her limits
She has dried up in wait
A mother of the sign
And we will be sentenced to death
We are taking her limits
And all that is left is a hole in the world.
Let's go!
Set sail for tomorrow
Another day for the weak and the hollow
(Repeats until end of song)
We are the carriers
Of the sickest in the world!
All hope is lost, all hope is lost
We are betraying our nation of living
All hope is gone, all hope is gone
This is the time of changing!
Consuming, the things that we don't need
If all fit into our own grave
The need to have it all
In life and in death
But all that is left is the hole in the world!
Bring her back from the dead
Bring her back from the dead
All hope is lost, all is hope lost
We are betraying our nation of living
All hope is gone, all hope is gone
This is the time of changing!
The lights are dying
When our eyes are in the sky
We are affected by the thought
That there will be no tomorrow
The wail terror of death
Is freezing our loungs
And taking control of our beating hearts
Nothing lasts forever
One day it'll be lost
The sun may be set, but it might not rise again
Bring her back from the dead
Bring her back from the dead
We are taking her limits
She has dried up in wait
A mother of the sign
And we will be sentenced to death
We are taking her limits
And all that is left is a hole in the world.
Let's go!
Set sail for tomorrow
Another day for the weak and the hollow
(Repeats until end of song)