The sun cries, the moon whispers a quiet storm
[?] dies
A self-righteous people are born
The Earth was once in heaven, ocean-blue and forest-green
All it's sacred blessings taken, now it's just a dream
[?] crafted by angels [?]
A poor man's facade, the world is a great grey. Where is God?
Have the gates closed? Has He forgotten our souls?
Are we now exposed? No one knows
We just continue to die, in hatred, lust, and jealousy
It was written that you were coming back for us
Is that a lie?
The wisdom of the elders abandoned
The human species turned to sheep
Hell's anthem is life's new tandem, until it's time for eternal sleep
Love's childlike innocence, stolen from it's carriage
Taken through Satan's labyrinth, into an unholy marriage
The streets once thrived with laughter are now paved in blood
Just another chapter in a world stripped of love

I'm looking at the sunrise, it's looking real good
But, before the sun rises, the moon must leave
Before you encompass the happiness, the pain must bleed
The rain must fall when the fall wind [?]
Breath is like the veins and your blood
Your lungs bring the air when your heart brings the love
Opening the gates when the levee breaks
The path less traveled is the path without hate
This road is never-ending, winding, constricting
And bending and breaking, and taking unlimited time
Never look back to [?]
Up in the sky, there's a lack of aurora
The path of the righteousness is paved and engraved and ignited with slavery, hatred, and violence
The silence of lambs, remember the flock only follows a man