The cities are graveyards
The buildings are tumbling
The streets are deserted
The machines are rusting
Their purpose for living
Their forgotten makers have ceased to exist
The roads have grown stagnant
The lights have all died out
The d**h of the nation
The end of an era
The people are fading
Their bones turned to dust
And return to the ground
Madness and Misery
Are my found history
I replay these scenes
Over and over and over and over again
Turned on the radio
It was no use: There's no one there
I'll search for life now
Within the dead-air
Turned on the radio
It was no use: There's no one there
I'll search for life now
Within the dead-air
The earth has gone quiet
The madness has died out
The days lose their meaning
The stillness is frightening
There soon will come soft rains
The world will find solace
Now that it's been cleaned
Madness and Misery
Are my found history
I replay these scenes
Over and over and over and over again
Turned on the radio
It was no use: There's no one there
I'll search for life now
Within the dead-air
Turned on the radio
It was no use: There's no one there
I'll search for life now
Within the dead-air