| Song | Burt Rutan |
| Artist | Kids in the Way |
| Album | Apparitions of Melody |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Split the blackened sky, open flood gates wide | |
| With just one little cry you open up your eyes | |
| We live like whores | |
| We're killing dreams for little boys and little girls | |
| It's our nation, we were living for the day | |
| On our way to devastation in the fires we play | |
| Awakes the frozen souls, burn the idol bulls | |
| Our lips pressed to the coal, a glowing cinder makes us whole | |
| We wash our hands | |
| Of all the blood from innocence that we have shed |