The Wasteland

Vacant and empty,
post-apocalyptic ruins
screaming

a story is carved
in the remains:

-fall angel-
-die angel-
-just like we did-
-make your way home-
-and find your place here-
-the wasteland-

One price,
one penance,
Leave it at the door.
Find your strings
and hand them over.
-the show begins-
-see how you move-
So, what�s it like
to lose control?
-you get used to it-
-my marionette-
-it�s time to dance-
-time to give it all up-
-this prelude to eternity-
-the wasteland has you-