A senseless and trifling movement some might say Maybe I would too before this sunny but deadly day I am searching for life and faces I recognize
Stumbling over swollen bodies Walking amongst the dead Happy, shameful and exhausted Where's my angel? It should have been me instead
Nothing is constant
Despair! Rotten corpses everywhere
This very same morning you were good to us Cuddling, throwing treasures in our way That’s mean and deceitful Obviously just the way you play How can anyone like you be trusted ever again?
You swallowed my life and left me here with nothing Trapped in paradise with the devil laughing in my face My being is a haze
Stumbling over swollen bodies Walking amongst the dead Happy, shameful and exhausted Where's my angel? It should have been me instead