G. I. F. T. (God Isn't Fixing This)

Death of a generation A population of the mentally deceased Family after family Your ignorance, engraved on your tomb Rest in peace, send your prayers. Empty words carry the torch. As the death toll rises so do the prayers. Too many go unanswered What happens when the clock counts down? Its do or die we're not mean to survive Open your eyes All faith lost in all mankind No faith, no sigh, no peace of mind A cyclops mind is consuming our time Humanity as lost its touch, we're dead inside Stuck inside a casket of hate Life's got no meaning, when you live to die I'm dead, to the world above Leave worthless, with no name We're sheep in line for a better life promised on the other side What happens when the clock counts down? Its do or die we're not mean to survive Open your eyes All faith lost in all mankind Family after family Worthless scum tarnish our names These dark times seem unbearable We all live In a world of black