Interpret:

Dark Tranquillity

Album:

We Are The Void

Eventually they'll come
Your name has been called out for eons
To claim the blood
And salvage what remains
For once we've seen the fragile nature
Of things behind its window


Where nothing lives
And nothing ends


And seen what drives the hopeless
In between
Their 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 blood


How can we fight fatigue
In pre-historic sorrow?
When all is preordained
The cycle never ends


What once had been an endless realm
Of possibility and dream
Now laid to waste and ruin
And laid to waste again
You wash your hands in blood


You squander time
We borrow 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 blood


You are the fatalist


If nothing changes
Then nothing ends


Your thoughts are broken
Your reasoning is flawed
The defense is just an act
All lies are all you've got


You are the fatalist
You are the fatalist


How easy we can see
Defeat behind your argument
The fatalistic smile


The day has come
You are the fatalist
The day has come
You are the fatalist
You walk on soil
That dreams of blood


The day has come
The day has come
You walk the ground
That screams for murder