Everybody's waiting for something to happen Everybody's waiting for something
to see Lunatics waiting for bigger diadters Everyone'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 of time
Everyone'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 praying but no one's
believing Everyone's heroes tell everyone's lies
So I watch and I
wait And I pray for an awnser 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