Pulls her to the edge and hypnotize
Angel chorus won’t intervene
A singing tide
And let’s her go to the depths
Takes her child to the river’s edge
Fast track vision deceives
Marie wrings her praying hands
While lines are crossed
Samn any fool willing to believe
Where dark waters flow
And skut it down before it makes another round
And at a loss
Hope’s broken at the knees
The world’s made of dust
The storm on the horizon
Sniper surveys the scene
Don’t see why the spirit won’t understand
What’s it gonna take, force the cycle to break
And dust it will return
There’s no hand behind any of this
Swat away a halo of flies
Sworn in on an oath the lies
