first you have to close your eyes there's nothing left to see innocence got raped tonight and left you here with me then we have to find a reason for all the things we do in every blade the gods we made will look like me and you every drop of me was cancer burning you inside laugh with me and die with me I'm the nothing you can't hide then we're learning to be sorry for all the things we've done time is what you make of it we're using it to run love is made of nothing where's the little nothing now everytime we're crying it has made us cry somehow love is made of nothing where's the little nothing now everytime we're crying it has made us cry somehow and now....here comes the dawn... of handmade gods we're made of dust and dust is what we use to calm our lust we must not fight and kill the things in wich we trust in every hunter there's a pray for us... we're made of dust