Deadlands - Psycroptic

Questioning what to believe in

A barren field of what once was

Left to walk alone into death’s embrace

No one to understand the sensation

All is lost yet who would ever know

The release from its grip in reach

A final step towards the true rebirth

Everything must cease to start again

The inevitable in sight, the flickering candle of life

A prophecy told sees truth again

Summon the power to finish the task

Dying hope in a deadland

Fortunes waged in this campaign

Forged by blood but forever lost

The prison cell inside yourself

No one to understand the sensation

All is lost yet who would ever know

The release for its grip in reach

A final step towards the true rebirth

Everything must cease to start again

The inevitable in sight, the flickering candle of life

A prophecy told sees truth again

Summon the power to finish the task