heaven

The story's been written they've given our lines

We're puppets to power we march in time

So what will you choose as they break and abuse

Our fingers are matches our threads are a fuse

So target the cancer; this fatal disease

As indifference is crawling its way into me

As the forest falls; the oceans burn, the guilty walk away

Can we cut these strings or will we crawl into the bed they made

Ready but it's already too late