Rage in Peace -

Grazed by the apocalypse, the world order’s over

The reek of failure feeding the fuel of the future’s olders

Left and disowned, burned by the beating sun

And left to scream, «it's you, it’s not me, it’s you»

It’s not me, it’s you

It’s not me, it’s you and you can rage in peace

Buried beneath emotions and my fears of losing you

There lies a spark of passion praying to crawl back through

It lights the fuel that sparks the fire

To feed the ever-hungry world that seems to never tire

I fight the battle for what they put us through

And left to scream, «it's you, it’s not me, it’s you»

It’s not me, it’s you

It’s not me, it’s you and you can rage in peace

It’s not me, it’s you

It’s not me, it’s you

It’s not me, it’s you

It’s not me, it’s you and you can rage in peace