Lyrics:

I saw the sun
I saw the light touch my skin and it felt warm

I heard a sigh (he heard his sigh)
I heard my sigh
I hurt my lungs and it burnt my tongue as air went by

These words I meant to speak
But its silence that we reap
This land is a wasteland
A "taste land" for bitter and for sweet

On my lips, so gently kissed
I perceived lament and hiss
Lightning strikes, as known hereby, sometimes twice

And then I found what I came here for
The relics of our Civil War
Trenches, blackened trees and mud up to our knees

These words I meant to speak
But its silence that we reap
This land is a wasteland
A "taste land" for bitter and for sweet

This land is a wasteland
Its the vanity of our affairs