No Deliverance

No pain save the pain of salvation, no pain saves the pain of realization
I can’t help the feeling; I want this to be over
We will crash; we will burn on through the night
We’ll sleep; one will stay up and drive on through the night
Empty pockets, sickness, and starvation – this is a way of life
Inebriation, a vehicle of disease; intoxication, dead to the world but we’ll wake in the light
We will crash; we will burn on through the night
We’ll sleep; one will stay up and drive on through the night
A refuge for the scum of the earth, the rejects make a place of their own
A living hell is what some would call it, for us it’s a living reality
We suffer day by day; we lose each other to humanity
I’m urging for the rapture of heart
I’m urging for the rapture of heart