Fátima

You all wait for a divine intervention
But you don’t realize that time is now against you
You get lost in all this fear
Of not having cash to buy without selling out

And you set up your delusional schemes
Still pretending that no one made this world
But the truth is everything has a beginning
And if it starts, it ends one day, I feel sorry for you

And the threats of nuclear attack
Neutron bombs weren’t made by God
Someone, someone will take revenge one day
You’re worms, thinking you’re kings

I don’t want to be like you
I don’t need to anymore
I already know what I need to know
And now I don’t care

Three kids with no money and no morals
Didn’t hear the soft voice that was a tear
And forgot to tell everyone
It might have had a name, and it was Fátima

And suddenly the wine turned to water
And the wound didn’t heal
And the clean got dirty, and on the third day
No one rose again