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