12 Hundred

Is there really anyone there? Fall on deaf ears all of my prayers The mother of nothing The mother of sin The father of decadence within us A brother of suffering inside Is there really anyone there? Why can't you look at me now? I hope you like what you've done to me Drown in your misery We need something new you made up The more you give up, it's never enough The more you give up, it's never enough Or this could be the day we rise The more you give up, it's never enough The more you give up, it's never enough Why can't you look at me now? Why can't you look at me now? The mother of nothing The mother of sin The father of decadence within us A brother of suffering inside (why can't you look at me now?) I hope you like what you've done to me Uneased by the thought of me Only through your suffering Will you learn to forget? Will you learn to forget through your suffering? We need something new you made up Or this could be the day we rise I wonder, why? Who will survive? When we try With their life The more you give up, it's never enough The more you give up, it's never enough The more you give up, it's never enough The more you give up, it's never enough The more you give up, it's never enough The more you give up, it's never enough The more you give up, the more you give up The more you give up, it's never enough