god did not die for this american dream so what makes me think i have the right to be free to overlook everything going on while claiming that this place is not my home ive buried my head in the sand for too long watch the divide grow from the excuses ive hid my face cause its a broken world but i cant look away im filled with questions why do i sleep when everything around me starves and bleeds i just keep my eyes blind and clean because i choose look away from everything i am the lost son ive seen the bodies burn plunge to the ocean floor ive seen the masses gather crying out for a cure ive watched a gap place itself within the human race surely there must be a way out of this give me peace show me the reasons i cant comprehend i dont believe silence is the answer ive got blood on my hands ive seen broken lives hang on to broken dreams reaching out while everything is crumbling kingdom come and restore whats been stolen take your place and reform all this chaos i try to hold on to hope but some days seem hopeless take 2 steps back to let it all sink in if your cross has no place in this then i want no part of it kingdom come