monday morning apocalypse

how long have you held me in this water?

much too long since my body is numb

how long have i been here and where am i?

and why are my hands tied?

how long have i been your little altar

your little toy

and sacrifice?

how long have you kept me in this water?

in a world

where you are god

and we are all your servants

we are. if i had known how to get out of solitude

i would have done it all to help you

if we had known about the pain we caused you

we would have stopped just to save you

how far did it go to get it over

much too far and we all must've been blind

it was an ordinary morning

monday morning just before nine

and you are all my servants

the guilt is yours - not mine

if i had known how to get out of solitude

i would have done it all to help you

if we had known about the pain we caused you

we would have stopped just to save you

and you are all my servants

and you will all oblige

and this will teach you lesson

the guilt is yours - not mine

if i had known how to get out of solitude

i would have done it all to help you

if we had known about the pain we caused you

we would have stopped just to save you

if i had known how to get out of solitude

i would have done it all to help you

and if i had known about the pain we caused you

i would have saved you