The Unguided

Go, all wrong!
You can breathe (breathe now)
You can breathe but the air is running out,
We lost all hope (lost all hope)
In the church of our doom
And suffer through
The funeral of our world.
We breed germs in vials with the means to kill continents
In chemical warfare.
We design bombs, which can knock the earth from its path,
Its path around the sun.
The prince is never going to make his way,
Sleeping beauty is already dead,
Still the worst is yet to come.
PRAY TO WHATEVER GOD YOU BELIEVE IN,
WE WILL NEED ALL THE HELP WE CAN GET.
LET ME PLACE MY HAND ON YOUR HEART (YOUR HEART, YOUR HEART, YOUR HEART)
OR AT LEAST POINT OUT WHERE IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN.
Every brick you see in this world
Is there because we put it there,
Now we just seek to destroy
Everything that we created.
You don't inherit the earth from your parents, you just borrow it,