The Toxic Thousands

Blood boils, feverish
There is no place to hide

So now we light up the sky with gasoline
We burn again for the sins we never knew
We are the toxic thousands
The poison’s in our minds
We are the waste of wastelands
Wastelands

Blood boils, feverish
There is no place to hide
We’ve entered the ranks of the toxic thousands
On our path to glory

So now we light up the sky with gasoline
We burn again for the sins we never knew
We are the toxic thousands
The poison’s in our minds
We are the waste of wastelands
Wastelands

Patiently waiting
As the storm approaches
We prepare for the fall
Yearning for the screams
To die out at last
For way too long we’ve been
Putting out fires with gasoline
And watched the sparks light up the skies

Now silence falls
Behind the walls of intoxication
We cave under punishing skies
Yet in the suffocating fog
Shines a light
Guiding the toxic thousands on their path
To glory

So now we light up the sky with gasoline
We burn again for the sins we never knew
We are the toxic thousands
The poison’s in our minds
We are the waste of wastelands
Wastelands

Blood boils, feverish
There is no place to hide
Yet there is no need to fear
As we’ve reached our end
(Wastelands)