Untold 歌词

The story is old, it just waits to be told No one knows how it will end The world is no more, but the story lives on No one knows it is still there It has cried before, it will cry out once more The first tears in this century Show must go on, but the audience is gone Will stories too cease to excist? In the wastelands - In the dead land Dismal tales of harvest and plaque In the wastelands - In the dead land Once upon a sickening place In the wastelands - In the dead land Once the venomous seeds were sown In the wastelands - In the dead land Nature reaped what nature owned One tale, untold They burned all the pages and still it lives on One play, one song No one to listen, no one to perform