Sigh Your Children – …And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead

Sigh your children, who have we?
All our lives and countless years

When your world, a glass heart, aches
Wraps us unheard, unscathed

Will we, your children pine away
Your good news, our destiny, oh, gone?

Is it something wrong?
This is what I want?
Time to fuck shit up
When all your gods turn to stone, throw them all out the door

Out the door, out the door