Through the Wasteland Go Searching We - Indecision

Through the wasteland, forward to death

Closer to it with every step

In stale air we draw a breath

In the midst of life we are in debt

And closer still with every step

Through the wasteland forward to death

Once we were so young and lived so carelessly

Now through the wasteland go searching we

Life feeds on life — as parasite to host

Dust returns to dust

And in god we rust… slowly, in god we rust

Wastelands of regret like you could never imagine

Trying hard to forget defeated aspirations

But each day your hands shake in fear of what comes next

What comes next