Heaven help us, we've lost control
This should be our finest hour
But we're racing towards the end of days
Pulling back from the brink despite our best efforts
The volume increases and the beat goes on
All the players marching to a different drum
The rhythm of the war dance, the beat goes on
What will become of us if there's no one to watch over us?
If we should face the certainty of our destruction
Forbidding everything, pointless cries, futile dreams
There'll be no after, there'll be no tears
When tomorrow never comes
This isn't a game and the safety's off
Still wait one more and so the beat gets faster
Everyone must play 'cause fame will find you
Put your face on the cover of a loaded magazine
We're proud of ourselves, our greatest inventions
Methods of killing have reached perfection
All the players marching to a different drum
The rhythm of the war dance and the beat goes on
What will become of us if there's no one to watch over us?
If we should face the certainty of our destruction
Forbidding everything, pointless cries, futile dreams
There'll be no after, there'll be no tears
When tomorrow never comes
As the warning siren sounds that the world is at an end
Rendered unto night creations are asunder
What would become of us if there's no one to watch over us?
There'll be no after, there'll be no tears
When tomorrow never comes

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