Pressure building

Feeling tight

Don't think things will be alright

Drawn not quartered

Cannot fight

Crying in the dark of night

World is dying

So am I

But no one ever wants to die

Dreams are shattered

Cold and bleak

But cannot find the heart we seek

Time surrenders

Planet churns

Bones to ashes slowly burns

Torn asunder

Cold as grave

This world of ours we cannot save