The Gates

Monsters and dust Terrifying lucid dreams No wisdom was learned through suffering All bridges were burnt There's no path that leads to salvation While god smokes a cigarette Only fear and power stayed Only starving souls survived Echoes of laughter tear-stained An uneaten hope remained Prayers for our lady of ashes Monuments carved out of our penance The once joyful voices rust And we sleep with the serpents We sing in whispers, we worship our broken beliefs Only fear and power stayed Only starving souls survived Echoes of laughter tear-stained An uneaten hope remained