I feel my body haunted by this failure,
I feel my heart haunted by this heavy tom
I feel my body haunted by this failure,
I feel my heart haunted by this heavy tom
For all eternity, embraced by misery
For all eternity, embraced by misery

All innocence has been lost,
We die under this cross,
But will they learn to feel created?
But will they learn to feel created? outside; no angels, I see the way out,
So I carry this broken airbrush that stains the tortured skies,
I'll paint them black forever through their ignorant eyes, nothing,
Leaving us dead and drifting, they are leaving a torn wake

But will we learn to meet our makers,
But will we learn to meet our final days,
You are not to be,
How secure is this?
Our constitution's crypt,
Justice is dead, this is the end
Justice is dead, this is the end