God has taken a vacation
The birds are singing out of key
There are tales of ordinary sorrow
As the sun dissolves into the sea
When an eye for an eye is all we try
What hope is there to be?
Rings are forming 'round the planet
The void is beckoning us in
Should I raise imaginary children
To repeat the same mistakes as me?
When an eye for an eye is all we try
What hope is there to be?
When an eye for an eye is all we try
What hope is there for me?
