The morning broke in eerie silence   The ground beneath us cracked and dry   Too self absorbed to even notice   The cracks that formed up in the sky      Twisting    Turning    Freezing   Burning   Tearing    Fusing   Lucid   Confusing   Forceful reception   Open rejection    Dreaming and waking    The process is taking too long      Take what we need at our convenience   Another quick means to an end   Too busy thinking of excuses   For a practice we can not defend      (Chorus)   Collapsing under its own weight   The sky burns out   As we kiss oblivion    Upon its toothy mouth      Your well being does not concern us   Any worries you must keep inside   Do as we're told without a reason   We never think to question why      (Chorus)      We walk upon the fields of fire   The smoldering bodies of our dead   Our self-absorbtion is the reason   It's the gun we point at our own heads      (Chorus)