Searching the wasteland
For a sign
For her
For that last little part of yourself
That is gone
Forever now
It seems so long ago
You are the wasteland my friend
You created this
You gave this apocalypse
To yourself
You gave yourself this ghost
This specter
Who you conjured up
You gave him the knife
Cut your losses
Cut yourself down
Again and again
For you have made this
This charred place
Horrible charred earth
This wasteland
You have put yourself here
In this grave of a life