Your sky is crying for someone, clouds hanging low And god plays sad and innocent for drowning men in tears of sorrow I think hes enjoying the peoples worry And laughing for the whole tragic story Pointing down like a king to slaves, Ending lives, sending them to their graves But when ashes are scattered and wind taken his own It took a little piece to the gates, Into the timeless place, far away from there Where some stranger has committed a sin And stolen a breath in the night, it happens again. And why do all the good ones meet their fate too soon? If gods deciding whos breathing and who is not Take them to your room All the dregs of society and end their days, send them to eternity I hate to see the news everyday How some child was born to die, in vain But when ashes are scattered and wind taken his own It took a little piece to the gates, Into the timeless place, far away from there Where some stranger has committed a sin And stolen a breath in the night, it happens again.
committed, happens, stolen, timeless, scattered