Snakes and Thieves

Reach out to touch the face of God
Pull back, as your cries fall on deaf ears
We are, we are all snakes and thieves
Forsaken to be martyrs of memory, and nothing is ever ho it seems
There's a dark light outside, but a white light in here
There's a bright life outside, but a dark life in here
The angel hurls the wreckage into yesterday
Where did we go astray?
What's the price?
What's the cost?
What's the matter?
What's the lost?
The race is run, the clock run out
But it doesn't matter because our generation doesn't seem to care
What's the price?
What's the cost?
What's the matter?
What's the lost?
The race is run, the clock is run out
But it doesn't matter because you do not seem to care
There's a dark light outside, but a white a light in here
There's a bright life outside, but a dark life in here
The angel hurls the wreckage into yesterday
Where did we astray?
This is the end
You are the end