Face in the Sand

Everybody's waiting for something to happen, Everybody's waiting for something to see Lunatics waitin for bigger disasters, Everybody'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 time Everybody'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 I wait for the signs, they tell me true, I see the signs of the end time So I watch and I wait, and I pray for an answer 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 So I watch and I wait, and I pray for an answer 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