Destroyed By Lions - Counterpunch
Is there anybody who's left here standing?
To hear the sound of a beating heart
Face down my eyes to the sand
The way we've learned it, the way we always have
Don't breathe, Their gaze is on you now
Don't speak, The words aren't coming out
Swing for the fences son
At least enjoy what little still may come
When far off in the distance they remain
If you're waiting for a moment, this is it
The world is waiting for you now
If you're there can you just say something
There's nothing here for you now
Best to find shelter underground
Shield your eyes from the coming storm
This place is a ticking time bomb
If we could only find the fuse
By the dying light of a setting sun
While looking down the barrel of a loaded gun
Don't breathe, Their gaze is on you now
Don't speak, The words aren't coming out
Swing for the fences son
At least enjoy what little still may come
When far off in the distance they remain
If you're waiting for a moment, this is it
The world is waiting for you now
If you're there can you just say something
There's nothing here for you now
Best to find shelter underground
Shield your eyes from the coming storm
There's no one left here, just us sinners
Against the grain we travel
Another step another mile
There's nothing left here for us sinners
Against the grain we travel
Another step another mile
Dont breath, don't speak
Swing for the fences son
At least enjoy what little still may come
Dont breath, don't speak
Swing for the fences son
At least enjoy what little still may come
When far out in the distance
The world is waiting
The world is waiting for
The world is waiting
The world is waiting for you now