Meet me on the wastelands - later this day,. We'll sit and talk and hold hands maybe,. For there's not much else to do in this drab and colourless. place..
Though it's nothing new: we still rob our planet. It's the daily truth, we interfere with everything. Annihilation of our life's space - it is such a.
Alone on my steel horse I ride. The engine echoes in the night. Through a concrete jungle a wasteland I call home. . No fears and no regrets. No apologies for the things I've said.
Out into the wasteland. Out into the wasteland. . No religion. No religion, no religion at all. No religion. No religion, no religion at all. No religion, no religion at all.