Wrathbone

There are always fingers to be pointed
 When there's no one else around
 Sweep it all under the rug
 The world will never hear a sound
 You'll never know what it's like
 To be part of this tragedy
 You'll never feel the pain and the greed
 Worn out, bitter, sad, and tired
 Afraid this apathy will never leave me
 Let's find beauty in the ruins, of what it used to be
 Let's make what it is a distant memory
 It's only in your head, the hate and tragedy
 Let's find peace in the wreckage, find the harmony
 Hopeless in nature, spiteful inside
 I'll deal with this until I die
 Empty promises leave me tattered and torn
 I won't go to sleep tonight
 The images still burned into my eyes
 Why expect anything, I'll always feel worthless inside