Purity In Sorrow

How many roads are there to walk?
 How many stories to tell?
 We are a predatory race
 Ready to kill for a sign of weakness
 I am a man with too little to give
 Alone against the world
 Where no one cares about the truth anymore...
 When these feelings come alive
 Purity in sorrow
 We're going nowhere fast
 The contradictions last
 If I could just see behind the mire
 This is the dawn of final days
 An open grave
 If I could turn back time
 If I could explain
 If I could take the road I see
 Further away...
 How many songs must be unsung?
 How many tears to cry?
 We are a race of ingrates
 Clutching at straws at end of our days
 I know the meek shall inherit nothing
 There's no heaven above
 Walk away from the world of pain and sorrow