The high road leads nowhere
‘till slowly you fall
This tirade
Never ending, never ending
Despair came faster than ever
Grew worse in the spring;
Gave nothing we expected
Gave nothing at all
Broke down, December
The last hopes, long gone
Heeding to a midnight call
Gave nothing to surrender, gave nothing at all
Burns higher
Burn homes until leveled
Are all smoked out
Cry for what you hoped for
Die for better times, never to come