THE WAY TO HELL

I used to be hopeful
I used to be thrilled
I used to be prouder of us, our work
And the life that we built
I thought we could make it
That there's freedom within
But now that I'm older and sadder and weaker
I'm starting to think

This is the way to hell
This isn't paradise
This is a cry for help
A world running out of life
This is the way to hell
This isn't paradise

I never set myself up for any fight
Nor did ask to determine what's wrong or right
How can it be that my brother and sisters die
We were children and now we're taking lives
This cradle is gone and it breaks
My heart to see all this go to waste
The trust that we built now turns into hate

This is the way to hell
This isn't paradise
This is a cry for help
A world running out of life
This is the way to hell
They soothed us with lullabies
As they knew it all too well
This isn't para-, this isn't para-, this isn't paradise
This isn't paradise

This is the way to hell
This isn't paradise