Face down in a population that God has left behind,
In these barren streets the neon lights will be your guide
All their limbs are stretched holidng tight what could have been,
No-one here is innocent because we can't forgive
God made this place a haven for the motionless and weak,
A paradise of endless hope no progress to be seen
The houses are abandoned by those who could escape
While we will be the future and you,
You will never change

Washing your hands in blood won't take away the stain
Since there's no room in heaven, He made this town,
This town, your grave

The cross they bear,
A burden that they just can't stand
They're holding on to nothing, time is slipping through their hands
So easily they point the finger the first to pass the blame
While we will be the future and you,
YOU WILL NEVER CHANGE

YOU WILL NEVER CHANGE

Washing your hands in blood won't take away the stain
Since there's no room in heaven, he made this town,
This town, your grave

(Stop This town is your grave)

(YOU WILL NEVER CHANGE)

Washing your hands in blood won't take away the stain
Since there's no room in heaven, he made this town,
This town, your grave