I slept through the time of waking
Blind like a new soul born
Torn from the God that made me
Thrown to the hell below
Raised in a land of cages
Locked upon the dust
Up from the foot of a baby
Down to the heel of a dog
Just racing round
With my brain done blown
Just wasting time
Trying to fill a hole
Here come all the signs a'breaking
Laid from the hand of God
You know strange is the way he made us
Lost in the Burning Sun
I can't tell what is damned or sacred
Can't tell you where to find no love
Strange is the way god made us
Lost in the hells above
You want it
You need it
You feel it in your bones
Touch it
Go on take it
Looking for to fill a hole