I'm so desensitized
Say the moral eyes
And they don't care
If the cross they bear
Has turned to splinters to this world
And I smell their filth
And I see their greed
Witness the malice
End apathy
And it's spreading like fire
Even though you are dead
They drink your wine and eat your bread
Even though you'll never see
They'll use your death to kill me
So what if we're wrong
It doesn't make them right
Broken glass
A broken night
And I hope you remember
Even though you are dead
They drink your wine and eat your bread
Even though you'll never see
They'll use your death to kill me