Hidden tombs and solitude
Hunger stikes or belly aches
Handcuffed pines and crossed picket lines
Sacrifice is a tear away

Barren plans, buried two fingers beneath the sand
Overdoses or body shakes
A wet dream for a dry spell
Addiction is a tear away

When the booms a bust and profits gone
By war cry or swan song
We'll be here like before and evermore

Nothing to lost is a tear away

Obese and unnatural and wearied of the weight
Sacred heart or blessed fall
Salvation is a tear away

Murder bloody murder
Suicide pact the world over
Stillborn slaves can't fill mass graves
Sooner than their share has been reserved
Peasant mobs and kings for a day
Your loves are fleeting when so unjust
For bleeding hearts drain fast with steadfast lust

Sobs for tyranny are a tear away