DECIMATION - HEALTH

God of the past

I lied to myself

If we’re to fall

What can I do?

Not of the flesh

Alive in my head

Where do we go?

I could be next

God of the past

Blind to my sins

Billions before

Billions of years

Born of the flesh

Caught in myself

I want her back

I want to know the purpose

We can’t go back

No one can

Somehow we believe we will

We can’t go back

No one has

It’s over now

We never will