Armored Saint - In The Hole

The wind

The war

I`m burning out

Is this the end

The bombs are raining hell

I see

the real me

Floating out to space

Blown to bits

Where`s the human race

Slave

Well it`s immortal right

But I`ll give it a try

As they fly through the air

Doubters beware

My home

Below

A blissful place

Stuck in this silo

I live alone
Make the best of what i own

Trusty

Gold key

Ready to kindle the globe

Please lay these arms to rest

My will is running low

Slave

Well it`s immortal right

But I gave it a try

While the faces stare

At the hideous glare

Better turn and run

I`ve unleashed the sun

You say you wanted it done

I`m the man to count on

I`m in the hole for life

These subtle words fit right

Lord knows man needs a vice

On my knees in pain