Look yourself up <br />remember <br />what’s gone is gone. <br />The part of you <br />that’s above the skies <br />is turning to vacancy <br />like the sons <br />of the lost Zion. <br /> <br />You are more <br />than forgiveness and relief. <br />You are more <br />than pain and disbelief. <br /> <br />By entering Utopia <br />you forgot <br />the screams <br />of the burning meadows. <br />Try to leave out <br />a world in madness <br />you’ll figure out <br />it’s easier said than done. <br /> <br />You can be more <br />Than a sinner in shame <br />You can be more <br />Than a burnt-out flame. <br /> <br />Through its massacre <br />the false hope <br />has been sliced in parts <br />of your decay. <br />Your freezing fields <br />are like soldiers in war <br />empty <br />until lost
