Текст песни Hell Will Replace The Rain

This desolate waste calls out my name I try to ascertain peace I'm digging my own grave I'm carving my own stone I'm ripping out my heart I don't believe in miracles At the end of the road I chose There lay a hole in the world Permanent silence Whispering pain The heavens will open And hell will replace the rain Rain Replace the rain Oh, God No, just me