Debating The Axiom

Cool Hand Luke

the breath of God is gone 
the breath of God is gone 
feel the iron hand closing in 
the screams are swallowed by the darkness of 
the womb swearing to a deity in whom they don't believe 
their lifted voices are the pictures of the past 
so the choice is made 
to strip away a pulse and a chance to love 
they said that she'd be fine 
the memories are still the splinters in her heart 
they're trying to forget 
and wipe away her regret 
God forgave them but they won't forgive themselves 
the breath of God is gone 
the breath of God is gone 
try to take control 
of the lack of self control 
try to take control 
but you can't kill a soul 
we won't forget 
so drop the line 
we've swallowed lies 
but murder is not a choice 
when will this end? 
when will this end?