God has taken a vacation The birds are singing out of key There are tales of ordinary sorrow As the Sun dissolves into the sea When an eye for an eye is all we try What hope is there to be? Rings are forming 'round the planet The void is beckoning us in Should I raise imaginary children To repeat the same mistakes as me? When an eye for an eye is all we try What hope is there to be? When an eye for an eye is all we try What hope is there for me?