The empty skies turn black   [???] to the faithless   Desolation is in the air   This is distention      The weed that corrupts   And dies   Before our eyes   It dies      As far as the eye can see   Only destruction   Is it hopeless?   What can be done?      Is it too late?   Are we too late?   To save ourselves   We're living in    In a dead world      Crying out for a change   What can be done?   Each day   We slip   Further away   On the edge of ruin      It won't be long   Before we shut down   Is it hopeless?   What can be done?      Is it too late?   Are we too late?   To save ourselves   We're living in   In a dead world      It's so cold   And we've no one to blame   Blame ourselves      Now, this is the fight   Because there is little left   To hold onto   And to beg forgiveness   For willing blindness   Now I can say      It's not too late   Oh, not too late   To save ourselves   It's not too late   Oh, not too late   To save ourselves