Skeletal arms outstretched Beneath a stone man, crumbling Rotting amidst false hopes And arrogant cowardice The reaper was power drunk Religion was his scythe Cultivating fresh naive lives The true king, ruler of the people And now nothing remains Except for ruin and decay We've been waiting For light and rain Still nothing has come And now nothing remains Except ruin Skeletal arms outstretched Your leader, crumbling Fruits and resources eradicated and feeble Each monarch tries to find an answer for their people There may be another way around But all they know is how to take and consume The faction's armies rise Ready for eachothers demise As they march across the sands Destroying all life on all lands We've waited for light We've waited for rain Still nothing has come And nothing remains Except ruin With nothing left after decades of destruction There's nothing left to gain And nothing left to lose Fire and decay are the products of this mess Bloated bodies in the sun, slowly return to the soil Women, children suffering; nothings left for them Half the world is dead gone, the other half is scarce With a new kingdom built from this and nothing to sustain Amidst this all, sits the king of ruin Amidst it all, a ruler for the people At the end of it, sits the king of ruin Ruling over the barren, empty, wasted lands