Heaven help us we've lost control
This should be our finest hour
But we're racing towards the end of days
Pulling back from the brink
Despite our best efforts
The volume increases and the beat goes on
All the players marching to a different drum
The rhythm of the war dance the beat goes on
What will become of us if there's no one to watch over us
If we should face the certainty of our destruction
Forbidding everything, pointless cries, futile dreams
There'll be no laughter, there'll be no tears
When tomorrow never comes
This isn't a game
Turn the safety off
Still we want more
So the beat gets faster
Everyone must play
Cause they will find you
Put your face on the cover of a loaded magazine
We're proud of ourselves
Our greatest inventions
Methods of killing
Have reached perfection
All the players marching to a different drum
The rhythm of the war dance and the beat goes on
What will become of us if there's no one to watch over us
If we should face the certainty of our destruction
Forbidding everything, pointless cries, futile dreams
There'll be no laughter, there'll be no tears
When tomorrow never comes
As the warning sirens sound
As the world is at an end
Render and unite creations all asunder
What will become of us is there no one to watch over us?
There'll be no laughter, there'll be no tears
When tomorrow never comes
This should be our finest hour
But we're racing towards the end of days
Pulling back from the brink
Despite our best efforts
The volume increases and the beat goes on
All the players marching to a different drum
The rhythm of the war dance the beat goes on
What will become of us if there's no one to watch over us
If we should face the certainty of our destruction
Forbidding everything, pointless cries, futile dreams
There'll be no laughter, there'll be no tears
When tomorrow never comes
This isn't a game
Turn the safety off
Still we want more
So the beat gets faster
Everyone must play
Cause they will find you
Put your face on the cover of a loaded magazine
We're proud of ourselves
Our greatest inventions
Methods of killing
Have reached perfection
All the players marching to a different drum
The rhythm of the war dance and the beat goes on
What will become of us if there's no one to watch over us
If we should face the certainty of our destruction
Forbidding everything, pointless cries, futile dreams
There'll be no laughter, there'll be no tears
When tomorrow never comes
As the warning sirens sound
As the world is at an end
Render and unite creations all asunder
What will become of us is there no one to watch over us?
There'll be no laughter, there'll be no tears
When tomorrow never comes