Rage in Peace

Grazed by the apocalypse, the world order’s over
The reek of failure feeding the fuel of the future’s olders
Left and disowned, burned by the beating sun
And left to scream, «it's you, it’s not me, it’s you»
It’s not me, it’s you
It’s not me, it’s you and you can rage in peace
Buried beneath emotions and my fears of losing you
There lies a spark of passion praying to crawl back through
It lights the fuel that sparks the fire
To feed the ever-hungry world that seems to never tire
I fight the battle for what they put us through
And left to scream, «it's you, it’s not me, it’s you»
It’s not me, it’s you
It’s not me, it’s you and you can rage in peace
It’s not me, it’s you
It’s not me, it’s you
It’s not me, it’s you
It’s not me, it’s you and you can rage in peace