Disturbed

Hell is still overburdened
I must stand and wait in line
I may never know for certain when will be my time
How was I considered evil?
Vengeance taken in this life
Someone granted me reprieval
decades spent in strife

Led to nothing
Repeat it in mind
Led to nothing
If only I was born another time

Hell is still overburdened
I must stand and wait in line
Hell is still overburdened
Now I find that some take turn in the line

There's the closing of the curtain
In the play that was my life
Now this chapter's left for open tragedies in time
I was Fighting for a reason
Holy blessed homicide
Seems I have committed treason
All I've sacrificed

Led to nothing
Repeat it in mind
Led to nothing
If only I was born another time

Hell is still overburdened
I must stand and wait in line
Hell is still overburdened
Now I find that some take turn in the line.
Hell is still overburdened
I must stand and wait in line
Hell is still overburdened
Now I find that some take turn in the line.

Fate is so unkind
Now I should have known
Blind leading the blind
Reaping on my soul
If it all amounts to nothing
Why, then, am I standing in this line?

Hell is still overburdened
I must stand and wait in line
Hell is still overburdened
Now I find that some take turn in the line.
Hell is still overburdened
I must stand and wait in line
Hell is still overburdened
Now I find that some take turn in the line.