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