Courage Of The Knife - Senses Fail

Embrace each day with amazement inhale the sun

Two dying stars reborn as one

My god is a metaphor that transcends time

Much more than paper held in a spine

When you carry a cross, you carry a stone

Set your mind free let your young heart roam

Walk down unknown roads before you build a home

Follow the stream until you reach the beach

It’s all the same book just a different speech

It’s all the same book, it’s all the same

I believe your god

I believe your god is dead

Wake up wake up

There is truth in your head

Your god is dead

My heart will see me through

I don’t need a crutch nor fucking excuse

We’re all searching for something we’re searching for love

Regardless of the form we want to bask in the sun

So bury the axe and give up the gun

Courage of the knife

But not of the blood

The dust of stars

Collect in our hearts

The dust of stars

Collect in our hearts