Eventually they'll come,
Beyond evening call and for eons
To clean the blood and

Salvage what remains

For once we've seen the fragile nature

And things behind its windows

If nothing nears, if nothing ends

We see what drives the hopeless
In between the closing yellow walls


The day has come, you are the fatalist
The day has come, you are the fatalist
You walk on soil, that dreams of beyond


Oh can we fight fatigue,
And be stunning sorrow

When all is preordain,
The sight will never end


The ones that Been in this realm,
The possibility and dream


Now lays in waste and ruin
And laid to waste again
You wash your hands in blood


You squander time and
You battle from eternity,

Is it another lame excuse?

The day has come, you are the fatalist

The day has come, you are the fatalist
You walk on soil, that dreams of beyond
You are the fatalist


If nothing changes, then nothing ends


Your thoughts are broken, your reasoning is flawed
Defense is just a night, when lies are all you got
No, you are the fatalist,

You are the fatalist

Oh easy can we see,

They fade behind your argument,
The fatalist-ed smile


The day has come, you are the fatalist
The day has come, you are the fatalist
You walk on soil, that dreams of beyond


The day has come,
The day has come,

You walk on ground that screams for murder