
Seems like the world's gone underground
Where no gods or heroes dare to go down
As teardrops from a hole in heaven fall
Overhead like ravens dropping down like bombs
Through the morning's silver-frosted glow
God says nothing back but I told you so
I told you so
God bless the void of my day dreams
Head back in the snow making angel wings
As slow motion dancing lights at dawn
Sail beneath a burning yellow sun
Open up these graves, let these bodies talk.