Tekster: Morning Again. Uncivil Hands.

move towards the light
freedom achieved with time
uncivilized hands tainted far too deep
by a remembrance of the past
a product of your world
a product of this world
will this stain remain
will it always be the same
a life free from pain cannot exist
with all that surrounds vs
an example cannot be set of whatA's right
with all that surounds vs
a product of your world

we canA't always rebuild
all that has been destroyed

i was what you made me


peaceful existance denied
wash these uncivil hands

my statement of life in a dying world

iA've moved toward the light
iA've seen it over time
uncivilized hands
become tainted from my past i find