A scream is heard from the street outside: another soul that is ready to die,
Hope is lost, there's no need to go on,
Soul is crushed by the dread of the thought that life is no more than waiting for death, from the day of birth to the final breath,
Where is the reason...the reason to live?
It's nowhere in sight; I'd know it if I'd seen it.
Searching - gotta find a point to it all,
Nothing, no.
At every turn another light goes dim; all around me it's closing in,
My life is fading, but the pain goes on; it never stops, keeps pushing on,
I gotta be hard...as hard as life is itself - what else you gonna do when you've known nothing else?
Deep down inside that ain't no way to live; there has got to be something more to this this.
Searching - gotta find a point to it all,
Nothing, no.
There's nothing, it's empty,
There's nothing, it's empty,
There's nothing, it's dying,
There's nothing in Hateworld,
Nothing, no,
Nothing.
This world is empty, though its promises are many,
Expectations so high that none can hope to fulfil,
All these impossible standards, that they've convinced us are real, bring nothing but anger, frustration and hate ,
But you don't have to live that life; there's hope with the change,
Children of the Son in...in a world of hate.
Save me, oh Lord,
Save me,
This place is evil, this place is evil, this place is evil.
This world is headed for its due demise; with mankind's corruption, destruction lies,
You can taste the tension, feel the strain; the world's weak foundations are giving way
This grand illusion, this immaculate lie, will rot and crumble leaving nowhere to hide,
God's call you've heard, and he is waiting,
Do you want the change?
Or will you die saying...
Searching - gotta find a point to it all,
Nothing, no.
