The sound of a prayer
In the room, in the rain outside...
Songs to remain with, dances of notion's to care
A serious secret in our behalf, a smile too wide?

Merit and further, wait for me...
In the belly of a sovereign call, with an apology
Asking need, facting reasons of an open keep
Of what was our first, and only taste of what a hell shall...

Towers of strength
Fruit in the name of the wind
Are we here, there is now; the beauty in haven't
An adoring sun, with the time to take the moment to kin?

Witness us, when the land eaches a shadow...
For what was, a simple sense of something better
Curious beds or the fury of ahead, which lead to pride, a swallow?
Here is the cope we deem, to be a friend we never lost to whether...

Came, and the infamy of shame
A hat of worsts and baring certainty, the fight of doldrums
That collected under our nose, a future to represent a holy fame
When we earn our wait in rainbows, where was God's home come?

Religion, here?
In a doting choice of history, we see our passions
A seed to think ever freed, a house of what went where
With conscience came, didn't a hap seek you for all, of a sigh's reliance?

Shared rage...
Are we the silence of vice, a sight of rational deeds?
Let with the eye fall of another more, a heart of specialness to appear and wage
A hope of ashes to ashes, tooth to tooth; we are signs of what, heed...