Einar Stray - Chiaroscuro lyrics

What have we become? Oh my words and our little homes While the world is waiting for my sacrifice Oh lord, send me a child so I can make him Christ We have surely lost our way Rockets fall to the ground like snow Let's make a red, red riot Let's make a big bright fire Cause we're all so tired of this But we still crush dreams it seems These accidents are ours We're indifferent cowards In the this reckless choir we dwell Go grasp for idle bells!