There is a place I’m taken, a place bereft and forsaken Where pain and suffering are reawaken’, reawaken’ Agony and torment become my bow and my arrows Aimin’ at ghosts and shootin’ at shadows No sun, no shine, only clouds, only scarrows Can’t see, can’t eat, can’t breathe, can’t live, Punitive! Wish I was fire-resistive! Life is abandoned in this wasted land with its fire and shiftin’ sand Nasty dreamland, playground of an insane asylum This is the Wasteland on the far side of the ground Mouth sewn shut but chokin’ on the bound Ever closer comes the barkin’ of the hounds Sinkin’ in the cold, but burnin’ though the threshold Stripped of my stardust and given horrors untold No sun, no shine, just the worms wormin’ in my head Livin’ like the living but feelin’ like the dead There is a place I’m taken, a place bereft and forsaken Where nothingness hangs heavy, heart shakin’, numbness overtaken, Weights 'round my ankles, shackles clankin’ and yankin’ Screamin’ to drown out whisperin’ voices, laughter cacklin’ Just like feedback, mic screechin’, ears piercin’ Welcome to the wasteland, welcome to the floor Where the static hisses and the shadows want more Damaged and broken are the blooms of my roots, From stardust to wasteland, from Eden to persecute This is the Wasteland on the far side of the ground Mouth sewn shut but chokin’ on the bound Ever closer comes the barkin’ of the hounds Sinkin’ in the cold, but burnin’ through the threshold Stripped of my stardust and given horrors untold No sun, no shine, just the worms wormin’ in my head Livin’ like the living but feelin’ like the dead There is a place I’m taken, a place bereft and forsaken Where souls hatch wingless, gaunt and lifeless Eyes says barren, mirrorin’ emptiness, emotionless Have the wind knocked out of me, graspin’ in vain Becomin’ immobilized, feelin’ drained and restrained Panic and dread poison to the pain, never will wane Overstrained, fuckin insane, fuckin insane!! Torn flesh, cold sweat, long thaw, Bloodied and raw, fatal flaw, final straw, lockjaw This is the Wasteland on the far side of the ground Mouth sewn shut but chokin’ on the bound Ever closer comes the barkin’ of the hounds Sinkin’ in the cold, but burnin’ through the threshold Stripped of my stardust and given horrors untold No sun, no shine, just the worms wormin’ in my head Livin’ like the living but feelin’ like the dead Breathe the dust Feel the cold Sink into the Wasteland The silence tolls
