So we cheated, we lied and we tested,
Trying so hard to fall back in time.
Found no glory, but time we wasted.
Our souls are coloured lime.
Our tears are coloured sorrow.
Our fears are coloured green.
In hope we pray for a better tomorrow,
Rejecting the future we've already seen.
Careless agonies filling our threshold.
Screaming out: tired, broken, disturbed.
So we never failed to fail,
It was the easiest thing to hold!
So we aim at parting of sensory
And we complete the hardest quest.
None, as I come now to mention it,
Left us in stillness of eternal rest.
Cutting through skin with a silvery blade,
Sliding it down towards the heart,
Thinking of promises we've ever made,
Finding it difficult to play our part.
Natural happenings will kill us eventually.
Stranger and stronger the fire becomes.
"Burn the priest!" they tell us endlessly,
Lost no heaven, and found none.