The god sighed and silence was born A tortured life is spared of vision And it's painful when it's worn The cloak of shame spares no protection
His world is made of steel In his hands he bent the fire To mold a thing so real A burning world born of desire
Chorus: His hope was not enough To fill an empty cup He simply let it drain into the nowhere There is no reckoning There is no bargaining In symbol rain will fall as he lays weeping
We stand below rinsed by the tears Unlike rain they bring no healing Rust corrodes the souls Of children wrought to match his image Abandoned with all of his cares No choice but to wait for the kindness of time To erase us one and all To flow like a river with no beginning
Head in hands and weary eyes The failures scratch and carve the lines Into the face of one The lines into the face of none He sees the world He sees his dreams And nothing's ever as it seems The promise was so real Now all that's left is crumbled steel
No prayers are said in his name Nobody knew that he ever existed Alone he accepts all the blame Plaintively wonders how dreams become twisted And he waits for another to come Another, a chance to revive from the nothing The fabric to weave once again To forge from the fire his vision of man