12 Hundred

Is there really anyone there?
Fall on deaf ears, all of my prayers

The mother of nothing
The mother of sin
The father of decadence within us
A brother of suffering inside

(Is there really anyone there?)

Why can't you look at me now?
I hope you like what you've done to me
Drown in your misery

We need something new you made-up
The more you give up, it's never enough
The more you give up, it's never enough

Or this could be the day we rise
When you give up, it's never enough
When you give up, it's never enough

Why can't you look at me now?
Why can't you look at me now?

The mother of nothing
The mother of sin
The father of decadence within us
A brother of suffering inside

(Why can't you look at me now?)

I hope you like what you've done to me
Uneased by the thought of me
Only through your suffering
Will you learn to forget?
Will you learn to forget, through your suffering?

We need something new you made-up
Or this could be the day we rise

I wonder why
Who will survive?
When we try
With their life

When you give up, it's never enough
When you give up, it's never enough
(When you give up, it's never enough)
(When you give up, it's never enough)

When you give up, it's never enough
When you give up, it's never enough
When you give up, when you give up
When you give up, it's never enough