Dawning

The sea of models look the same to me
Cloned so beautiful, phallically
Preying on all insecurities
Leading into self-slavery
Can somebody tell when its lost?
Cand somebody tell who is god?
'Cause I can't tell when that black or white leaves me grey
Can somebody tell when its lost?
Cand somebody tell who is god?
'Cause I can't tell when that black or white leaves me grey
Leaves me grey....so grey...
I feel the dawning come into a dream
The self-expressive dark scenery
The animations drawing livid yet so serene
And its opening an answer if you believe
Can somebody tell when its lost?
Cand somebody tell who is god?
'Cause I can't tell when that black or white leaves me grey
Can somebody tell when its lost?
Cand somebody tell who is god?
'Cause I can't tell when that black or white leaves me grey
And I keep searching for a meaning
In a souless world.....
Opening an answer if you believe
I'm falling....
It gets harder each day when I'm running dry of all my empathy
Reflect to be saved...
it gets harder each day when I'm running dry of all my empathy
Reflect to be saved...
To bring that change
The inner dove inside must be recovered
It might seem strange but not too vague
Can somebody tell when its lost?
Cand somebody tell who is god?
'Cause I can't tell when that black or white leaves me grey
Can somebody tell when its lost?
Cand somebody tell who is god?
'Cause I can't tell when that black or white leaves me grey
And I keep searching for a meaning
In that souless world
And I keep searching for a meaning
In that souless world