They'd call it a wasteland Aulander plates You know its armour was human Drove stakes into the main camps Eye sockets sank into The back of its head again This frequency was jet lagged Yes the wrinkles mate Was the owner's manual
Frequent flyers in denial And all the while Emergency is evident Revenants were the statues Radar learning of huddles masses Sutured all the patience Of this nursing home Emitted from the pages Of this burial ground
Labour concentrated In this sheepless chapel They call it a wasteland
