Wasteland (Live)

There's a crystal view from my window And I can see years to come I live for the burn and the sting of pleasure I live for the sword, the steel, and the gun I can tear down the walls, storm the barricades Run to the place where the frightened crawl Desire lurks beyond good and evil So dance on the graves where the hallowed fall Over this land All over this wasteland Over this land All over this wasteland You can touch, but please keep your distance You're innocent and pure and with no shame The spirit is willing, and the flesh is great Your teasing, you torment with the pleasure of pain Over this land All over this wasteland Over this land All over this wasteland Heaven and hell, I know them well But I haven't yet made my choice I'm feeling dead 'cause I'm shouting loud And no one can hear my voice Walking the tightwire, can't look down Strung out high, above you all Fateful wind blows through this land Howls my name, heralds my fall Over this land All over this wasteland Over this land All over this wasteland