The Truth Machine — текст песни (Skycamefalling)

My blistered hands bleed as I lay beaten again these ashes of my faith fall to the floor.
Never again follow my heart, put my compassion before my thought.
I wont place myself in the arms of distrust,
in the weakened hands of the chosen ones.
So try and hold my flesh as an answer for life`s questions.
Let this world disintegrate as you stand idly by.
I am no product of man, the hollowed body of the divine.
A flame once burned, and be stilled in my heart, a suspended pulse.
And if I fall, lay me down broken