Everything around decay Only sorrow grows up on these plains Nothing but a somber line Early warnings of what will come Standing at the cross roads There's no turning back We were searching deep beneath the ground But the seed of life was never found Endless times of digging in the dirt Will we ever find a peaceful life Will we ever leave the ghost behind Would it make it easier in the end Will you find what you are looking for When you try and find an open door All is clear no one's in your way God's acre Barren land All what grows here turns to sand Dead roses on this drain No savior will await We keep searching for an alibi How we stifle any trace of life Still there sending Shivers down the spine Now we are both being disarmed Shunned away from hope and home No indifference God's acre Barren land All what grows here turns to sand Dead roses on this drain No savior will await Streets are damp And lights are low I'm facing one more early dawn Drifting in the calm Before the storm I have to speak Straight from the heart These gates are tearing us apart They made us into what we are There's always a reason The addiction to a reckless life Left us with this constant strife Scraping up the pieces From the bottom of our hearts Please forgive me my mistakes I guided us into this place A god forsaken land Where nothing grows