Reverend Bizarre

Walking through this wasteland
Carrying wicked thoughts within my mind
Wwondering what will be
Is there any future for mankind?
War is raging somewhere
Every second someone will die
Evil spirits in towers
Magnifying holes in the sky
I can hear them crying
Starving people who have no face
There's no time to help them
For I'm coming to end of my days
I am falling
But it feels good, yeah