( Edith Frost EP )



My god insane 

He makes me say 

The strangest things 

The meanest things 



My god is blind 

He asked me not 

To see these things 

To just believe in him 



So occluded we 

Choose not to see 

What it means 

And we'll fail to ask 

Where we stand 



So polluted we 

Stagger round to be 

Closer to defeat 

And we'll fail to know 

Where we go