Текст песни: From Idle Hands. From Idle Hands - EP. Comparable To Jake.

The day is dark and the sky has opened.
No fire to light the path.
No fire to
light the path.
No water to clean bloody hands.
It's too dark to see.
You
can smell he stench of corpses stacked miles high.
You can hear their bombs
dropping and everyone's been searching for the pink mist.
Some will
find.
Some will fail.
Oh lord, please help us.
Let hope prevail


(Thanks to Korey for these lyrics)