Lyrics:

Forgotten throes of another's life
The heart of love is our only light
Faithless screeds, consolidating
Holding down sweet charity

With western eyes and serpents' breath
We lay our own conscience to rest

But I'm aching at the view
Yes, I'm breaking at the seams just like you

They have values of a certain taste
The innocent they can hardly wait
To crucify, invalidating
Turning to dishonesty

With western eyes and serpents' breath
They lay their own conscience to rest
But then they lie and then they dare to be
Hidden heroes candidly

So, I'm aching at the view
Yes, I'm breaking at the seams just like you

I feel so cold
All hookers and gin
This mess we're in