Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Human Wasteland, artist - MyGrain. Album song Signs of Existence, in the genre МеталDate of issue: 31.12.2006
Record label: Spinefarm Records
Song language: English
Human Wasteland |
| (Something has died that once lived inside |
| The undying atrocity benumbs to feel no pain anymore |
| Bias residence with contaminant rage that has no boundaries |
| Created with a slay-conceived spirit |
| No mercy for the weak in this grand human machinery) |
| Dispersing from the shades of grey |
| Blazing through everyone and everything |
| Inaccurate and rapid moves |
| Heartbeats echo in vacuum |
| The core scraping pulsation |
| Thrusting closer to the edge |
| No escape from myself |
| This delusion is my shallow grave |
| In your head, in your mind |
| Emptiness will fill the void |
| Blood runs still and cold, stand at the ruins |
| Humanity’s deserted zone |
| Bleak sunshine burning to dust |
| Invisible tissue between us |
| Lost generation guiding the way |
| Foreshadowing angels to fall astray |
| Bloodshot eyes, blood painting the world |
| Adjusting to pain and venom words |
| This mental masturbation |
| Breeding progenies of a bastard nation |
| In your head, in your mind |
| Emptiness will fill the void |
| Blood runs still and cold, stand at the ruins |
| Humanity’s deserted zone |
| Underneath the empty appearance |
| The weight of absence so unbearable |
| Human wasteland, sinking quicksand |
| The Kingdom of Devastation |
| As I change my shape, everything fades |
| Spirit withers and body turns into a cage |
| In too deep, silence turns to rage |
| Covering this shallow grave |
| Stuck in this instant forever |
| Feelings never to sever |
| Empty shell within a gunshot |
| Everything you ever loved has turned to dust |
| Trivial goals to price your name |
| Revival of incomplete human race |
| Every breath reflects a disaster |
| Intertwined to the limbs, faking every laughter |
| In your head, in your mind |
| Emptiness will fill the void |
| Blood runs still and cold, stand at the ruins |
| Humanity’s deserted zone |
| Underneath the empty appearance |
| The weight of absence so unbearable |
| Human wasteland, sinking quicksand |
| The Kingdom of Devastation |
| As I change my shape, everything fades |
| Spirit withers and body turns into a cage |
| In too deep, silence turns to rage |
| Covering this shallow grave |
| (Fainting prayers in the street |
| Painted in these blood-red sheets |
| Swarming army of paper dolls with scissors |
| Burn and modify my thoughts, take my figure |
| Condemned to forget, forever wandering |
| My shadow companion is my only friend |
| Beneath my transparency, I’m nothing but a mystery |
| We’re nothing and everything |
| The embodiment of withering) |