Face In The Sand

Everybody's waiting for something to happen,

Everybody's waiting for something to see

Lunatics waitin for bigger disasters,

Everybody's waiting for news on TV



Winding lives at the end of the spiral,

Waiting dictators with their next big thrill

Everyone's looking but no one is listening,

Everybody wants to be in at the kill



I wait for the signs, they tell me true, I see the signs of the end time



Everybody's searching but nothing's revealing,

Everyone's looking for the reason why

Everyone's hoping for life everafter,

Everyone's looking at death from the sky



Everyone's nightmares are going to happen,

Everybody's ripping the mask from their eyes

Everyone's playing but no one's believing,

Everyone's heroes tell everyone's lies



So I watch and I wait, and I pray for an answer

An end to the strife and the world's misery, but the end never came

And we're digging the graves, and we're loading the guns for the kill



Can the end be at hand? Is the face in the sand?

Future memory of our tragedy



Can the end be at hand? Is the face in the sand?

Future memory of our tragedy