My heart breaks in the wake of the end,
The decay of flesh with no time to lend,
Years of endless trying,
Years of tithing for what’s worthless,
With no purpose.
Chorus:
Where will I go,
When there’s no hope at all,
And I am numb to breathing?
I look around at the world,
Conflicted by what I see,
Everything I lived for,
Is failing to birth growth,
Spinning to death,
I see him wait,
With his scythe at his side,
Spinning to death,
Relief will rise at it kills me,
Chorus
Where do I go when there’s no hope?
Where do we go?
Where do I go when I am numb?
Where do we go?
