That distant blue, thats me and you. It was from there that we all grew. Framed in space, our first home. All those beating hearts. That were made of stone.
Say what you like, I know what I am. Sometimes a flood starts with a leak in the dam. You said we'll never make a difference. Maybe this battle is to fight indifference.
An iron fist in a velvet glove. Another vulture posing as a dove. Do you have no shame?. Look at what you've become. You are the reason we are bitter then some.
These martyrs seek no adoration. No promises of god's salvation. They kicked the ladder from beneath their feet. They hung the heroes. They hung the heroes.
God only knows why we were born to burn. If God is my witness, he'll see that all is not well. Christ, what a sight for sore eyes. Looking down on us, all the children that you despise.
That distant blue, thats me and you. It was from there that we all grew. Framed in space, our first home. All those beating hearts. That were made of stone.
Say what you like, I know what I am. Sometimes a flood starts with a leak in the dam. You said we'll never make a difference. Maybe this battle is to fight indifference.
An iron fist in a velvet glove. Another vulture posing as a dove. So you have no shame?. Look at what you've become. You are the reason we are bitter and then some.
These martyrs seek no adoration. No promises of god's salvation. They kicked the ladder from beneath their feet. They hung the heroes. . You've got to watch your back.
"Broken Cross". . God only knows why we were born to burn. . If God is my witness, he'll see that all is not well. Christ, what a sight for sore eyes.