You, I demand your attention A story would be told about a boy who's growing older now Now's the time to dive inside your warped and tattered mind The pieces do not fit the puzzle or your logic's path And as I sit in the candlelight A silhouette from behind Failing gods Into the shadows of my mind, mindful of the implications Failing gods Where was your god when brother died? Failing gods A cancer patient hopes he'll win Failing gods I'm by your side until the end Punished by the hand of god for seizing fruit of knowledge The metaphor made flesh, you'd carve me pound for pound And as he rots in his death bed I see his father with calloused eyes There is no rhyme or reason