When I die, open wide for this
Throw your dice, take back
Turn on us across the board winners
Make your weapons
Gaping tear, gaping terror
Open eye, opening Low pudding, low
This was on your conscience Brought down
We're recklessly looking for the truth
Yeah, we're looking for looking for the truce
We'll tear this place apart
There is hope for us yet hope is there
Is hope for us yet you found no love
Is hope for us yet hope is there
Is hope for us yet you found no concern
Is hope for us yet hope is God
Is hope for us yet there is no love