If piss is yellow, then life must be grey

How come they smile when we throw it away

And if it is a colour than it must be sin

And you want to apologise but keep it in

Why worship a god when a mother is a saint

Why worship stone

They give life and take it back

Spit you out but understand



And when their arms are dead how do they sigh

As gentle as the winter that fades by

And some kind of angel appears in her eyes

Or is it just the devil screaming inside

Why give into useless devotion

Truth and beauty, love and hate, mother and god

They give life and take it back

Spit you out but understand

Stay silent when you want to shout

Give, give when we piss it away