The Wastelands lyrics

The Wastelands Standing there, I can't stare disbelief, Unaware That it could turn this way Men will go down in flames Extinction The fiery pits of shame Fouled with the stench of death Et tombent les bombes Et marchent les meurtriers Et tombent les bombes Men will go down in flames Emmenez moi Loin de cet endroit Emmenez moi Loin de cet endroit Your bare flesh exposed My eyes are bleeding, but yours should be closed Visions, forced up my tortured soul. Et tombent les bombes Et Marchent les meurtirers Et tombent les bombes Emmenez moi Loin de cet endroit