Save our souls, take our hands

We still doubt as brains untie
Control surrendered to demands
You might never get to come back again
Now we're crawling
While people piss on love's grave
You might never get to come back again
Hero, dead man, hero, dead man
Hero, dead man, hero, dead man
Thinkers start to lose ideas
We can't think straight
Save your soul if you can
Crawling in to some sick hands
You might never come back again
So save your soul if you can
Save your soul if you can
Save our souls, take our hands
Cause our time's running out
Now we're drowning
When people again stop to care

Save our souls, take our hands
Save your soul if you can
And blame a god for their ways
Save our souls, take our hands
The sky is falling
That nothing gets in un-devised

Cause our time's running out
Some devise their own plans
Cause our time's running out

Save our souls, take our hands
Borders drawn to isolate
Save your soul if you can

Save our souls, take our hands
Hero, dead man, hero, dead man
And not signify a change in ideas
And fear is fuel for all desire
But we can't see straight through our shallow
To cure the mass exodus
Save your soul if you can
And dig ourselves a shallow early grave
Who would think the time would come