Land Of Shame Vast

Looking out my window staring
At the things that I can't see
If I listen closely
I can hear, I can hear, hear a dying dream

I'm wrapped up in the warmth
Of an unforgiving mind
I'm on vacation in another time

And we can thank the tv
We can thank the men of old
For this legacy of hate
Somehow, somehow they have sold

I'm wrapped up in the warmth
Of an unforgiving game
I'm on vacation in the Land of Shame

When the pigs are flying
And it's freezing cold in hell
Maybe we'll forgive the children, baby
Only time can tell

Yeah yeah!

If I listen closely
I can hear, I can hear, hear a dying dream
I am on vacation in the Land of Shame