The dust has finally settled on the field of human clay. Just enough light has shown through. To tell night from the day. We are incomplete and hollow. For our maker has gone away. Who is to blame?. We'll surely melt in the rain. Say I. The stillness seems so lifeless with no spirit in your soul. Like children with no vision do exactly what they're told. Being led into the desert. For your strength will surely fade. Who is to blame?. We'll surely melt in the rain. Say I. Frantic faction focus. The world breathes. And out forms the miconception we call man. But I don't know them. No I don't know them. And see they lie. Say I(x7)