Honey, who found us a made up rock? Giving into lure without a doubt One lonely mistake is all we have left The fight has just begun, no time to go to sleep Who do we think we've become No sign of life in this hell hole Threads of agitation bend forward Two distant crows of vapour head our way So full of dread can't bare another day The fight has just begun, no time to fall in love Who do we think we've become No sign of life in this hell hole In the middle of the nights We search for a reason to die young We're not facing all these lies They have triggered indifference In a matter of minutes Who found us a made up rock