Disturbed

All your belief cannot absolve your sin.

Nothing left but a broken man
Terrified of everything
Nothing left of his foolish pride, his
Fond memories slowly die, then
As he wakes again alone
Still a prisoner in his home
Ready to allow the dark to
Penetrate his broken heart...

Madness is the gift, that has been given to me

You're just another lost soul,
About to be mine again.

When you think all is forsaken,
Listen to me now
You need never feel broken again
Sometimes darkness can show you the light

Your facade can't disguise
The fact that you're in misery.

Still we ravage the world that we love
And the millions cry out to be saved.
Our endless maniacal appetite
Left us with another way to die.

Will we repent in time?
Species fall before our very eyes
A world that they cannot survive in
Left them with another way to die
Are we dead inside?