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Ein schon etwas älterer Song von mir, der musikalisch nicht so ganz in das Konzept von World Collapsed paßt, da er eher in die Speed/Thrash-Richtung geht und sich daher doch sehr von den sonstigen Hard Rock sachen abhebt. Textlich paßt er dafür umso besser.
no fuel and no fuckig water
only sun and lifeless wasteland
civilisations are all gone
empires has fallen
the mighty died, the rich too
nature hast taken back controll
one evily comes for another
the lords of the wasteland are in controll now
of all recources left for us
war has changed the powers
Lords of the Wasteland
Lords of the Wasteland
Lords of the Wasteland
corruption and terror... goes hand in hand
gangs are fighting about to reign
ghouls are wandering the Ruins
Not much technology is left
(most of) the knowlege long forgotten
once proud city are set to ruins
coverd by sand or forest
hount by muntan beasts
only the strong will survive now
compassion is slowly dying
most men never grow old
Lords of the Wasteland
Lords of the Wasteland
Lords of the Wasteland
corruption and terror... goes hand in hand
the crimson sun burns down the land
fighting is dayly occurences
weapon, water, fuel and food
espabilshed as new currency
gathered remains of lost army bases
given power to the new tulers
Slavery 'is fashion here again
In the wasteland rules the blade now
a sword or knife is more powerfull
than a gun running out of bullets
Lords of the Wasteland
Lords of the Wasteland
Lords of the Wasteland
corruption and terror... goes hand in hand
Lords of the Wasteland
Lords of the Wasteland
Lords of the Wasteland
And here I'am standing…(on) my last command
only sun and lifeless wasteland
civilisations are all gone
empires has fallen
the mighty died, the rich too
nature hast taken back controll
one evily comes for another
the lords of the wasteland are in controll now
of all recources left for us
war has changed the powers
Lords of the Wasteland
Lords of the Wasteland
Lords of the Wasteland
corruption and terror... goes hand in hand
gangs are fighting about to reign
ghouls are wandering the Ruins
Not much technology is left
(most of) the knowlege long forgotten
once proud city are set to ruins
coverd by sand or forest
hount by muntan beasts
only the strong will survive now
compassion is slowly dying
most men never grow old
Lords of the Wasteland
Lords of the Wasteland
Lords of the Wasteland
corruption and terror... goes hand in hand
the crimson sun burns down the land
fighting is dayly occurences
weapon, water, fuel and food
espabilshed as new currency
gathered remains of lost army bases
given power to the new tulers
Slavery 'is fashion here again
In the wasteland rules the blade now
a sword or knife is more powerfull
than a gun running out of bullets
Lords of the Wasteland
Lords of the Wasteland
Lords of the Wasteland
corruption and terror... goes hand in hand
Lords of the Wasteland
Lords of the Wasteland
Lords of the Wasteland
And here I'am standing…(on) my last command
