Faithless

Do the children know that the light is outside?
 The man bringing down the mountain
 His fire takes control of the air
 The cities rise raping clear blue skies
 While the tanker in the desert glares
 No one can take a piece of me
 I'm immortal
 The judgement possessed
 What you empower I devour
 While we slowly regress
 Draining the rain from the brain
 The loosed cloud of the anti-existent
 And a saint a mirror to the sinner
 Tugging at the air a stench of regret
 I stare like the gun in the face of a god who has raped the daughter of a man
 Don't believe in what you see or what you hear
 It will force you down to the ground
 The guilt weavers
 The cheap deceivers
 The children writhing at the sound
 They drink your blood as they turn you on
 Kiss me, feel the touch of my claws
 Hold me close
 I will keep you safe
 Take heed
 Run for your life
 Give back the flesh
 No, I have taken the blood
 Give back the resurrection
 No return