Left Behind Lyrics - Lex Zaleta

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 death knell of mankind.