How many risks will interlope
This fragile condition of hope
Assurances will bow to the state
Bring back the bones that you paid for with hate

One more step toward an un-final goal
"A change of direction", the rise before the fall

A vision antagonized
As words fell on stones
A region that is left without shelter
Barely with sins to atone

Chorus :
I cannot attain
What is left out of me?
As we take cover from
The deadliest rain

The more we cry for help
The more our calls are ignored
Condemned to be destroyed
By the M-21 tear drops of God.

Chorus