Theres nobody here, theres nobody near
I try not to care, dead eyes always stare
Let these matters be, dont trust what you see
Take hold of your time, step into the line
Theres innocence torn from its maker
Stillborn the trust in you
This failure has made the creator
So would you tell him what to do (would you)
Leave your mark upon the head of someone
Wholl cry for his state, we know its too late
I turn round to see what was meant to be
Faint movement release to rid the disease
Theres innocence torn from its maker
Stillborn the trust in you
(I have lost all trust I had in you)
This failure has made the creator
So would you tell him what to do
(I have lost all trust I had in you)