Smell of death, there's no breath, in this land of pain and
No more tears, smashed gears, everything is wasted...

It was special, our world, we were only busy making war,
Look out! Around you, Only death and nothing left to do.
Wasteland, upon sand, Desertification of the land.
They said, time will come, Now this hell is where we die alone

Hold on! Hold on!
Burning and devastation.
Hold on! Hold on!
Destroy for generations!

OUR TIME HAS COME, ALL HOPE IS GONE,
THERE IS NO PLACE FOR ME AND YOU.
THE FINAL PAIN, END OF ALL GAMES,
WE NEED TO BUILD SOMETHING NEW

How do you feel? In this world where nothing is left to be.
Alive, no more. Do you remember when they started this war
Against, the earth. Desecrated, and paralyzed world.
It was , our world,
So I say... So I say...

Smell of death, there's no breath, in this land of pain and
No more tears, smashed gears, everything is wasted...

Wasteland again! Wasteland again!

OUR TIME HAS COME, ALL HOPE IS GONE,
THERE IS NO PLACE FOR ME AND YOU.
THE FINAL PAIN, END OF ALL GAMES,
WE NEED TO BUILD SOMETHING NEW

Now, burning the ground, where we found, our hellbound!
The last standing man, with regrets, into wasteland