I slept through the time of waking

Blind like a new soul born

Torn from the God that made me

Thrown to the hell below

Raised in a land of cages

Locked upon the dust

Up from the foot of a baby

Down to the heel of a dog

Just racing round

With my brain done blown

Just wasting time

Trying to fill a hole

Here come all the signs a’breaking

Laid from the hand of God

You know strange is the way he made us

Lost in the Burning Sun

I can’t tell what is damned or sacred

Can’t tell you where to find no love

Strange is the way god made us

Lost in the hells above

You want it

You need it

You feel it in your bones

Touch it

Go on take it

Looking for to fill a hole