So passive, not reactingits fear, its need to feel safe about it
So anxious to feel the guiltthe best blackmail in the worlds history
I have my will against all your creations, keep your fingers out of my explanations
Ive got my own hellno heaven can change
While angels one by one burn and get lost
Like animals we lip the ground, down
Into the old ages slime, where hopes die and all our fears become just one big lie
Break the silence were filled with
cause everyone can hear you scream
So every single sigh should rise like a missile up to smash your heaven down
While we stand below asking what its for
Whispering the screams like wind thru the trees
