Heaven is the answer

So we shall roam the streets dead inside?

Is there no more salvation for us?

Are we aborted forever?

Shall we never enter your gates with thanksgiving?

A shell of the fire that once consumed us

Is all that is left of us

Is growing up hard as we imagined?

We thought metamorphosis only happened on rocks

We have morphed into skeptical giants

Dwarfing our skepticism by circumstance

Every teardrop is precious

All sweat drops are golden

We know you exist

We just want your visit

Hear us out for all times sake

Shall we walk the streets god forsaken

Our innocence was stolen in our sleep

At the wake it was no time to weep

We were utterly oblivious of the obvious

There is no blue sky

Just an illusion cast forth by reflections

If you let us burn, dear God

We wanna burn with you

For you are the life in us

Preserve what you created

We don't care where the dead go when they die

We want to be were you are

Where ever you will be.