Lex Zaleta - Left Behind lyrics

Each defeated city Crawls into dark corners To lick its mortal wounds. The picture's not pretty As the last stark mourners Mumble their dirge-like tunes. The high have been brought low; The mighty have fallen On the hardest of times. Soon, the people will know It's the Grim Reaper callin' Them out for their crimes. It's the same old story, Just another category, Just like before He Froze time. This world keeps revolving, But we're not evolving - No closer to solving Those crimes. Patience was a virtue, Honor still had meaning, And good men ruled the land. Now, they come and search you, Do some spring housecleaning, Call Bibles contraband. It's the same old story, Just another category, Just like before He Froze time. This world keeps revolving, But we're not evolving - No closer to solving Those crimes. The demise of these towns Can mean only one thing To those folks left behind. Above all other sounds Is that cold church bell ring - The d**h knell of mankind.