The Lost

We kill humanity, we burn it to the ground No key to its sanity, no cure can be found

We erase his creation without a second thought No appreciation, the young should be taught native talk

Spoken out of turn, you read the words but twist them around Divine intervention, the children must learn Salvation for the lost, freedom can be found

We fear the mystery, walking blind into a fire Going down in history, angels with no desire We see illusions, running through our mind No easy solution, it's just a matter of time

Native talk, spoken out of turn, you read the words but twist them around Divine intervention, the children must learn Salvation for the lost, freedom can be found

We feel no remorse, pity or no shame We feel no remorse, pity or no shame

We feel no remorse, pity or no shame Dying but of course, no one takes the blame We lie to ourselves, the truth is unknown Scripture on our shelves, this light never shone

Native talk, spoken out of turn, you read the words but twist them around Divine intervention, the children must learn Salvation for the lost, freedom can be found

We feel no remorse, pity or no shame We feel no remorse, pity or no shame