Revive - The Devil Wears Prada

Science has become a childs game.
There is no solution to bring away this plague.
.... No remedies have been discovered.
The cure is a shotgun, the cure is whatever blunt instrument one can salvage.
Whomever finds themselves too proper will be the first to perish.
And you know nothing that matters now.
We cannot restore (restore), we cannot recover (recover):
We cannot restore (restore), we cannot recover (recover):
We cannot restore (restore), we cannot recover (recover):
We cannot restore (restore), we cannot recover (recover):
We cannot restore (restore), we cannot recover (recover):
All is lost in the flood of the risen dead.
All is lost in the flood of the risen dead.
All is lost in the flood of the risen dead.
All is lost in the flood of the risen dead.
All is lost in the storm of the disgraceful.
All is lost in the storm of the disgraceful.
All is lost in the storm of the disgraceful.
The incurable bring us our punishment.
Todays destruction can only be measured in... in biblical... biblical proportion.
Lets go...
My will is at Gods hand, never within mans teeth.
My will is at Gods hand, never within mans teeth.
My will is at Gods hand, never within mans teeth.
Always wanting more, never enough,
Always wanting more, never enough,
Until this day and age when theres nothing left.
Until this day and age when theres nothing left.
Always wanting more. Never enough.
We cannot restore, we cannot recover:
We cannot restore, we cannot recover:
We cannot restore, we cannot recover: all is lost....