In these desolate lands, where hope's all but gone
I'm a lone wanderer, searching for a new dawn
The nuclear wasteland, it's my home and my curse
The echoes of the past, they only get worse
In a radiation haze, where homes have turned to dust
I'm guided by the strings, of my old guitar's trust
Through these abandoned towns, where silence is loud
I strum my chords, and I sing to the shroud
Burning bridges
Shattered dreams
We're the outcasts
The rogue extremes
In this world that's lost
We rise from the ashes
And we leave a mark
In a radiation haze, where homes have turned to dust
I'm guided by the strings, of my old guitar's trust
Through these abandoned towns, where silence is loud
Oh I strum my chords, and I sing to the shroud
Through these abandoned towns, where silence is loud
Oh I strum my chords, and I sing to the shroud
Oh I strum my chords, and I sing to the shroud