We speak in desperate tongues, of hymns and holy songs
He's not ignoring us you see, just too tired to go on
Lend your ear to the madness, and sing along
All the enemies and lovers, condemned here from the start
Left to think and feel, we tore this place apart
We are chemicals in a vessel, the half-life of our hearts
A dance of wolves and saints, a tragic work of art
My head's a place that makes your darkest days seem like paradise
I've had thoughts that would make your demons seem like friends in your eyes
I miss looking at the world without seeing
Terrible things and different ways to die
I'm still caught in the pantomime
It's raining again in times of lack and ire song
The beauty fades to empty, it's getting harder to go on
Falling in love with shadows, for darkness is all I've found
Watching that burdened figure slip away without a sound
We've found a change in the weather
And now it's set to rain all day
With the very silver lining
That kept the darkest clouds at bay
Oh, the cadence of sleep
As it sweeps through the floor
There's no rest for the wicked
And I'm the worst of them all
Idle hands, watching something golden die
Pioneers of godlessness while the faithful stood in line
We are all out of time