For ourselves, we go on to your God
I hope we can get along
On the dark, we'll be gone
In the nothing, we will be some more
For ourselves, we go on to your God
I hope we can get along
Tomorrow comes
We came on the river of blame
Tomorrow comes
Until our final crusade

Faith is around like the devil keeps accessible
An hour ago, I think I saw him with a microphone
See in his eyes the desire to, to, to get you–
The man who lies is the same who says what is true
Blood, my own blood, my God, you're away

Tomorrow comes
We came on the river of blame
Tomorrow comes
Until our final crusade