Furnace of religion Always melts the ones left alone Cancer for some change Will we ever learn A wisdom unsurpassed Were crushed and overpowered My conscience wont confound Icons of their idols fade Wonder if well ever learn So feed the feeling of impending doom Suck the power from addictive drug Foreboding feeling of the ending Float along the godforsaken flood Tears of wounded virgins Splash against the dead cold hearts Still Alone We are brokenarmed again, I guess So why the hell we even try Litres of courage and no fate Still, gallons of hate and were late again Again, again and again
brokenarmed, litre, unsurpassed, overpowered, learn