The right hand's been cut off
The writing's on the wall but I can't read it
No I can't see it anymore
We've stormed the castle halls
Not ready for the fall, now we're depleted
We'll lie defeated on the floor
While heaven sent our sacraments, I'll let these two dice roll
We can't begin from where we've been until the last bell tolls
All amputees
We'll come again, you'll see
On bended knees, we'll all profess
The right hand lands on green
The writing's so pristine that I feel envy
Now I feel envy for these words
It's strange to walk the streets
Restrained in our defeat, we're such a lost cause
We'll never follow the absurd
While heaven bound straight from the ground, , I guess I'll let it ride
We can't exist and then dismiss the ones we'll leave behind
All amputees
We'll come again, you'll see
On bended knees, we'll all profess
Confessions moving past
As each prophecy's fulfilled
Self-involvement only dictates
When the patient get too ill
Longing for connection
But the nerves have been decayed
Now we're digging for some diamonds
On our last remaining days
What can I say?
What can I say?
All amputees
We'll come again, you'll see
On bended knees, we'll all profess
We'll all profess
All amputees
Will one day be complete
On bended knees, we'll all profess
We'll all profess