I Am Dust کے بول

We were dust in a world of grim obsession We were torn from our life of isolation We were pulled from our path of least resistance And the songs we sang? 'What became of us?' We are here waiting for you We are here waiting for you We are yours, we're waiting for you We are yours, we're waiting for you We all prayed for the end, for their God to take us We were falling down one by one We were weak and the fear was all around us The machines screamed from moon to sun We are here waiting for you We are here waiting for you We are yours, we're waiting for you We are yours, we're waiting for you We are yours, we're waiting for you We are yours, we're waiting for you