Open Letter to God Pitch Black Forecast (Ft. Devin Townsend)

Burning in water drowning in flame
Lambs led to slaughter to question their fate
Deathbed confessions glass houses of truth
Hand grenade rosary shrapnel of proof
Love´s a cruel joke beyond understanding
A gunshot wound covered up with a band-aid

I miss the innocence seen through a child's eyes
Cherubic and pure prior to disguise

Burning in water drowning in flame
Rosary hand grenade
Where is the shelter for the abandoned
A nurse for the doomеd and the fools who demand one

I miss thе innocence seen through a child's eyes
Cherubic and pure prior to disguise
When the only thing to fear were little white lies
Not the bombs that they drop that our hearts can´t survive

Tell me who decides who will live and who will die
(Who´s allowed to laugh and who is forced to cry)
Who will take the beating and who´ll enjoy the ride
(Who´s reduced to nothing and who´s seduced by pride)
Who will be the privileged and who will be denied
(Who will make the rules and who will cross the line)
Who will be the judge when the jury is on trial
(Who´s a willing Judas and who is Pontius pilot)