The Mission - Wasteland

(I still believe in God,
but God no longer believes in me)

There's a crystal view
from my window
And I can see
years to come
I live for the burn
and the sting of pleasure
I live for the sword,
the steel, and the gun
I can tear down the walls,
storm the barricades
Run to the place
where the frightened crawl
Desire lurks
beyond good and evil
So I dance on the graves
where the hallowed fall

Over this land
All over this wasteland
Over this land
All over this wasteland

You can touch,
but please keep your distance
You're innocent and pure
and with no shame
The spirit is willing,
and the flesh is craved
You tease and you taunt
with the pleasure of pain

Over this land
All over this wasteland
Over this land
All over this wasteland

Heaven and Hell,
I know them well
But I haven't yet made my choice
I'm feeling scared
'cause I'm shouting loud
And no one can hear my voice
Walking the tightwire,
can't look down
Strung out high,
above you all
Fateful wind blows through this land
Howls my name,
Heralds is my fall

Over this land
All over this wasteland
Over this land
All over this wasteland
Over this land
All over this wasteland
Over this land
All over this wasteland