Indepedent alabaster

The radio can't hear the words

You grow as big as the ocean

Soon they will and destroy

But you can run
You can hide
You're a giant

They depend on the damned
That you call yours

If I muster the strength to reflect you

I won't feel any better at all

Some cosmetic illusion

You'll rest your callow bones

Blame my hardworking father

For harm you cannot atone

But you can argue the truth
You're a seer

You will rest on your morals in store

If I muster the strength to reflect you

I won't feel any better at all