I can finally feel
The age coming up on us
And how
It hasn't been entirely worthwhile

I can definitely feel
The ails taking over us
And now
We're at the bottom of the trash pile

Ooh

I unequivocally feel
Almost all power drain from us
And now
Looks like it's spreading clear across town

And I can certainly feel
The decay crumbling inside us
And the weight from the rubble's gonna take me down

We are
Without
An impetus
We don't
Know who
We're saving
The more
We try
The more
We will
Inevitably fail

You will see
Who believes
In the heart
Of an animal
Lunacy
Lunacy
Feed our souls
Feed the world, ooh

Something from the outside of this world
Is focused on a wrath
Mercy isn't coming
Nor is mirth
Beholden to a past
We wanted this to last
It's a cold
Way
To die

You will see
Who believes
In the heart
Of an animal
Lunacy
Lunacy
Feed your heart
Feed the world
'Til it's full
'Til it's full

Copyright: THIRD SIDE MUSIC INC
Writer(s): Murray A. Lightburn