I steal from the beggar's empty plate
And give to the fat man
I dance in the halls of the newly insane
And pray to a god that is vacant again

Dark is the shadow
Filled with prejudice no pride
Worn out unwelcome
His truth birthing lies

A whisper now speaks
What words used to say
Fallen from grace
Luster this way

Burning bridges light my way
Burning bridges light my way