It’s been so long since I have seen the light of god shine over me. Shine over me. But if you leave me here, I don’t think I could pick myself up again, my friend. Again, my friend. Oh if you leave me here, I don’t think I could pick myself up again. I’ll just lie here a while, fake a smile. Now our temple is crumbling and I’m looking to save you. But as I turn I see you dropping hammer blows. The part that stings the most is what I had to do to prove my love. Laying down. Stiff upon the tracks. Cold steel does little to invigorate this rotting carcass. Now I see the light growing ever brighter, it is barreling down upon me. Barreling down upon me, will I recognize catastrophe in front of me?