I fall towards myself Inconsequential to the soil that sprouted me out As I reconcile with my stake in stoles amenities Fighting for a spot in life with spoiled project integrity And though I try no one will give me the time But then the gates open up although I forgot my name And for the first time since my youth I'm breathing fresh air again And though the grass up here is always wet with dew I wish I fought a littler harder back on earth to preserve What we had Can the flowers stay on growing While we remain, while we stand? Our destruction is still approaching But for all the other life that is at hand (that bloods in our hands) Will the circle be unbroken By and by, Lord by and by? Is a better home awaiting In the sky, oh, in the sky? ♪ Commend all your friends For fear in the face of creeping advertisements And though we know we're on the road to that great show in that big sky We drag our feet we don't say die, we mourn the dead avoid mention We're permanently asking why to light and rocks ice And when the gates open up you won't remember your name And for the first time since your youth You're breathing fresh air again And while the taste of iron may still linger in your brain You're right next door a million miles away Out of your head Always we knew We were never meant to be so distant and cruel Two hundred thousand years of oppression and rule Yet we can't stop expressing our total love for you Viral infection dedicated to abuse I've always hurt you I've always hurt you ♪ I race towards your building and I call out in vain I try throwing little rocks at your window pane Like they do in the films but it never comes across sane Fast, fast baby we don't have much time Cold, cold sweat dripping down my back Back to the place where i first determined my path I count fifteen candles fluttering against the light wind I'm just discovering how comfortable it's to sin We know what we need to do but we don't do it I don't think that we're monsters but we're awfully close to it We say we like our ways, we just like our things We think maybe everything is predetermined so we don't think Solid gold glitter and solid gold meth Just cover up our failings in a palatable mess Always racing in the name of progress Considerate of the past but not of what comes next You and I and them We're all programed to deceive ourselves with meaning, purpose Intersubjectivity It's all a fantasy I'll always hurt you, my God We were always bent on being sadistic, us fools Are we an enigma? Conscienceless or tools? Is chaos a natural prerequisite Or do we just tell ourselves that, so existence has rules? It's true, we'll always hurt you Dear God, we'll always hurt you With love, we'll always hurt you Forgive, we'll always hurt you