To Fill a Hole

I slept through the time of waking Blind like a new soul born Torn from the God that made me Thrown to the hell below. Raised in a land of cages Locked upon the dust Up from the foot of a baby Down to the heel of a dog Just racing round With my brain done blown Just wasting time Trying to fill a hole Here come all the signs a'breaking. Laid from the hand of God You know strange is the way he made us. Lost in the Burning Sun. I can't tell what is damned or sacred. Can't tell you where to find no love Strange is the way god made us Lost in the hells above You want it. You need it. You feel it in your bones. Touch it. Go on take it. Looking for to fill a hole.