And now it seems there's no one left alive And it seems that killing is my pride The Sun is out but the sky is grey These weathered mornings are here to stay And I am sick of praying Don't understand a word of what I'm saying We were the fools who thought that we would last Now it's all gone It's all in the past This is the end This is goodbye All angels gone No tears left to cry My hands are tight My feet are cold My heart is pounding beyond control And I am sick of praying Don't understand a word of what I'm saying So close your eyes It's all the same Nothing has changed No one to blame And we did nothing We were just passing time Adding hours on hours Turning weeks into years My lips are dry I'm short of breath Seems I am closing in on terrible death But I am sick of praying Don't understand a word of what I'm saying