Is this creation
Left alone without care
Do we have all the answers
Will you serve
As you say it
As your say that it's true

I'm close, I'm closer than before
And I supress what I want most

Guilty of blasphemation
It's hard to reason
To show that you still care
Where are the answers?

I'm close, I'm closer than before
And I supress what I want most

Worship idols of broken statues
But you stand in line still
But you're praying to fiction

I'm close, I'm closer than before
And I supress what I want most

This feeling's left me withoug doubt or care
To say that we're guilty is not your right
We refrain
Still refrain
We refrain
We refrain