Vārdi: Unbroken. Blanket.

Born into the plan of making me believe
Or making me deceive in the faith I was raised
Twisting their devoted goals by bending true history
Slowly slipping away, away from my belief
Blind faith in which you conceive so called divine
Never appealed to me
Never question what was thaught
Cling to the righteousness
Which you got holding the blanket of serenity
Falling away from sincerity
Faith will help us
It will save us
Nothing you could ever do could change
The way I feel
Help us, save us, help us, save us from ourselves
I see no heaven, I see no hell
I just see us, just us cling to the hope that it exists
Falling further with every prayer you whisper
It won`t save you, it won`t save you
Questioning this has saved yourself