Hour of need

As the clock is melting next to me
I lose track of the time
No recollection of what I've done
It was an altered state of the mind

One hit, then we hit the floor
Two beating hearts collide
You know I don't want any part of this
Of this murder made suicide

Now there's no chance for God to save us
We made our choices
In guilt we'll harvest bad seeds
Dead voices sing hymns of worship
In the hour of need, we splatter the walls with the red we bleed

Scene 2, and cut to chase
I retrace the scene of the crime
Nothing happening on my watch and forever never on my dime
This city, it lies awake
No sleep for the wicked inside
It's a rat race baby and the only choice is, embrace or epitomize

Now there's no chance for God to save us

We made our choices
In guilt we'll harvest bad seeds
Dead voices sing hymns of worship
In the hour of need, we splatter the walls with the red we bleed