歌词
There is gold in the temple,
There's a fire that burns below,
There are angels and devils,
Hell and heaven live inside of us all.
Can we carry the weight of our humanity,
And find a remedy for our misguided misanthropy?
The color of chaos,
The beauty in flames,
Like a mosaic of judgement day.
There's a snake in the garden,
There's a plague in the heart of man,
Not a thing left to barter,
Time slips through our hands.
We return to the earth.
Can we carry the weight of our humanity,
And find a remedy for our misguided misanthropy?
The color of chaos,
The beauty in flames,
Like a mosaic of judgement day.
Our shattered hearts,
Rearranged,
Like a mosaic,
Of judgement day.
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