Here in this severance we're calmly incomplete We've always tried so hard to keep emotion from our sleeves No small change in a paper cup no hint of deity to promise Eden
Who'll shout our names in marble halls for everyone to hear? While hollow masses plot the course of grace so insincere Seems everyday they print the names of those who tried to make a change Who's next in line to try?
The deaf fall back to making claims to immortality By congregating, playing games designed to drag your days away Is there anyone real, is there anyone real who feels right to be here? In this concrete lie
While the sea is so cold We leave the toys on the shelf Try to kiss through the snow And as the callous grow, the mild remain in here alone
If the cuts should fall from the air would the lines still hang somehow? Could the walls regain in pride after all has dared to transpire?
Here in this severance were calmly incomplete
While the sea is so cold We leave the toys on the shelf Try to kiss through the snow And as the callous grow They bow down in droves To the loudest throne And we hide as the uniformed cloneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
