Eventually they'll come, Beyond evening call and for eons To clean the blood and Salvage what remains For once we've seen the fragile nature And things behind its windows If nothing nears, if nothing ends We see what drives the hopeless In between the closing yellow walls The day has come, you are the fatalist The day has come, you are the fatalist You walk on soil, that dreams of beyond Oh can we fight fatigue, And be stunning sorrow When all is preordain, The sight will never end The ones that Been in this realm, The possibility and dream Now lays in waste and ruin And laid to waste again You wash your hands in blood You squander time and You battle from eternity, Is it another lame excuse? The day has come, you are the fatalist The day has come, you are the fatalist You walk on soil, that dreams of beyond You are the fatalist If nothing changes, then nothing ends Your thoughts are broken, your reasoning is flawed Defense is just a night, when lies are all you got No, you are the fatalist, You are the fatalist Oh easy can we see, They fade behind your argument, The fatalist-ed smile The day has come, you are the fatalist The day has come, you are the fatalist You walk on soil, that dreams of beyond The day has come, The day has come, You walk on ground that screams for murder