Whithout A God

Answers coming from answers

questions swirling around

they light the fire of cruelty

to glorify their own debility

They walk on wastelands

where steps are erased

there´s no trace to leave behind

they just know there´s no way to find

Blasts blow from above

beating their heads with force

deafening horror screams

deadly, fatal, touches of wind

Days in disgrace

in search of someone to blame

no one´s guilty, no one`s gone

they know they`re nothing without a god

the mute are talking now

they scream, god's gonna forgive their sins.

And nothing will ever change.