I wonder, I wonder what we'll do, Cause all we know the yesterday is gone The hot air scorching inside your lungs, they say "You better run for the hills before they burn" And I'm losing hope that we'll gonna make it home Deep breathes this is the the starting line. They wanna see what we're made of It was a rust belt of dust and ash The cities stood like tombs of the world that has passed Echoes of howls and gnashing teeth Like rabid wolves in their packs Deep breathes this is the starting line. They wanna see what we're made of? Run for the hills before they burn Run for the hills before they burn They try to tell me that this isn't wrong (I hear the thunder roll in and the fire come down) Cause all I see are the things that you've done So I say- You wanna see what we're made of? You wanna see what we're made of? Run for the hills before they burn Run for the hills before they burn You wanna see what we're made of? You wanna see what we're made of? Tou wanna se what we're made of?