Split

Some ragings are inside and die to get out
And in that death bears another new lost one
Control as we want it, is in our hands
But invisible is inevitable

Before the birth of pain and death
Some man and woman walked in a garden of purity
But somewhere in them, there was a loss
And the death poured out over the coming ones

Should failure begin to arise to a place too familiar
Why should we fear lest death wins the war
If we forgot where our fountains are from
Then we shall all fall down

Believe in You, just as You believe in me
Loving the unknown just as the unknown to us
Difficulty pays its toll but it can't be long
Until we all snap and fall to the truth bearing grounds