[Verse 1]
This desolate waste calls out my name
I try to ascertain peace
I'm digging my own grave
I'm carving my own stone
I'm ripping out my heart
I don't believe in miracles
[Verse 2]
At the end of the road I chose, there lay a hole in the world
Permanent silence, whispering pain
The Heavens will open and Hell will replace the rain
Rain
[Breakdown]
Replace the rain
[Outro: Spoken]
"Oh, god"
"No, just me"