Quiet, I am sleeping in here
We need a little hope
For years I've been sleeping helpless
Couldn't tell a soul
Be ashamed of the mess you've made
My eyes never forget, you see behind me
Silent, metal mercies
Castrate, boys to the bone
Jesus are You listening?
Up there to anyone at all
We are the fossils, the relics of our time
We mutilate the meanings so they're easy to deny
Be ashamed of the mess you've made
My eyes never forget, you see behind me
Quiet, I am sleeping, I am sleeping
Shut up, I don't trust you, I can't hear you
Be ashamed of the mess you've made
My eyes never forget, you see behind me
Behind me, the grace of falling snow, cover up everything you know
Come save me from the awful sound of nothing

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