We could have had it all Before the wells ran dry Before the cities fell Yet we still think It'll all end well Absolute hope, absolute Hell Absolute hope, absolute Hell
What's there behind the eyes? Just souls and sulphur Black and cold Strip us to ashes and bone Starving for love, dying alone
Watch it suffer Watch it burn Watch it die
Dance with the puppetry Hollow silhouettes born of animosity Hung by the rope, threaded by the kings Inhuman disaster tearing at the seams Lead us not unto temptation Lead us to the suicide of the fallen nations
God of nothing Bring the sheep to the slaughter God of nothing Bring the sheep to the slaughter
Absolute hope, absolute Hell
Strip us to ashes and bone (Absolute hope, absolute Hell)
And so the apathy spread like cancer Dripping through the beams in the towers Staining the souls of the pacifists Still complacent in the final hour
Distracted youth A nation of bullshit status Raked through the teeth Of the corporate apparatus We could have had it all Before the cities fell Yet we still think it'll all end well