Media and common sense
An influence far too immense...

A sickening smash
Resounds through the room...

As all lie down and rest their heads,
As children climb into their beds...

They suffer, die,
Kill, and steal...

Where is love now
Now that I need it most...

We all cry out for just one thing:
Comfort and leisure...

How awesome are you Lord
That you could create me...

The flakes fall down
Around outside...

Life is music,
With so many styles and personalities...

Darkness is dwelling inside of my soul
Pierced by faint moonlight...

You smiled at me
And held my hand...

Their hearts are black,
It clouds their minds...