It's funny how blind faith often is used 

Like a net to fall on in desperate times

Like a crutch for regret as a last resort



I won't let emotions take me

And rely on this fence that's fallen on my head



Guilt is an entity of its own fall from grace

And self-worth is their reminder

To feel out of place in your own home



Another excuse to divide us and keep the siege at bay

As long as thoughts are suppressed we'll think the same