When dust begins to breathe,
Into an ocean, a thousand tears deep.
It's falling down,
As we feel rage, as we feel pain
When scars turn into rivers,
And shiver to wind.
It's not worth any prayers,
Not seven hundred thousand words
It's falling down,
As we feel rage, as we feel pain
She folds her arms
Keeps on turning, the pain is gone
When scars turn into rivers,
And shiver to wind.
When dust begins to breathe,
Into an ocean, a thousand tears deep.
It's not worth any prayers,
Not seven hundred thousand Words
And if you believe, there's still time
You're in on it
She's coming for your lives
No use for any guns, no use for knives
When scars turn into rivers,
And shiver to wind.
When dust begins to breathe,
Into an ocean, a thousand tears deep.
It's falling down,
As we feel rage, as we feel pain
When dust begins to breathe,
Into an ocean, a thousand tears deep.