So you've thought it had been enough To mark your way, to make your path. But their prayers had kept you wake. And the fragile are first to break. Keep calling, it's out there, wait for the saint! Wait for this clean answer, it could be yours... They said it's living beneath them Worship, cower, bow down to the floor They said its feeling to cease it Worship, cower, strip down to the bones Wait for that clean answer, it will be yours... Go on and bring it to the end No brain in silence just the prayers Go on and don't think about life You mess, you lamb, you... ...cried! out there! this way your life has... ...failed! ever struggling to escape this God like betrayal Not fair, nor straight Betrayed! There's no escaping in this world No reason, and therefor all the wealth There is no meaning in their words But money, might and you...