Front Line Assembly. Epitaph. Dead Planet. Zeneszám

I haven't slept in forty days
Something here just doesn't feel right
This eerie place keeps me up all nights
So tired now, I'm losing my sight

Yellow sky
Turning blue
Dead planet

I look around and see no end
Signs of extinction appear everywhere
This place called Earth is just a burning shell
An inner outer living hell

Yellow sky
Turning blue
Dead planet

Yellow sky
Turning blue
Dead planet

We have come so far just to lose it all
This winding road we call life
So civilized within our frame of mind
Never having learned to be kind

Yellow sky
Turning blue
Dead planet

Yellow sky
Turning blue
Dead planet

Yellow sky
Turning blue
Dead planet

Yellow sky
Turning blue
Dead planet

What is up with this hole I'm in?
No one here can hear me scream
What is up with this place?
Someone get me out of this scene