There's nobody here, there's nobody near   I try not to care, dead eyes always stare   Let these matters be, don't trust what you see   Take hold of your time, step into the line      There's innocence torn from it's maker   And stillborn, the trust in you   This failure has made the creator   So would you tell him what to do?      Leave your mark upon the head of someone   Who'll cry for his state, we know it's too late   I turn 'round to see what was meant to be   Faint movement release to rid the disease      There's innocence torn from it's maker   And stillborn, the trust in you   (I have lost all trust I had in you)   This failure has made the creator   So would you tell him what to do?   (I have lost all trust I had in you)