| Now is the time when I have to figure out | |
| Imaginary protection should fill us with pride | |
| You punish the innocent | |
| Your rage is mad | |
| I can hardly have faith in you | |
| I just can't make you out above | |
| Anymore | |
| Where is your so-called higher love? | |
| We need more | |
| Every day I could cover up my eyes | |
| Nothing but cruelty, injustice and evil lies | |
| Born pure, we are spoilt by guilt and grow to waste | |
| And that's supposed to make us feel safe | |
| I just can't make you out above | |
| Anymore | |
| Where is your so-called higher love? | |
| We need more | |
| I just can't make you out above | |
| Anymore | |
| Where is your so-called higher love? | |
| We need more | |
| Why can't you just send a sign of assurance? | |
| If you are so damned almighty, take a glance | |
| We long for a little gesture if there's still a chance | |
| I just can't make you out above | |
| Anymore | |
| Where is your so-called higher love? | |
| We need more |