Lost In Sinai Lyrics

We are answers held in idle hands
Born sick and drowning in our excess
While ashen hearts and empty stomachs
Find naught but ruin
Held beneath the endless tide of drought
Oh how aimlessly we wander, like ghosts blind with avarice
Lost in the deserts of the new Sinai
While orphan and widow alike wither in deficit
Smothered in smoke, strangled by the hand of war
It's unending grip ever tightening in our absence
We hold the answers, but our hands are closed
Docile in our heedless subservience
Herds of limitless potential
Choked lifeless in the blight of our consumption
No more
No more, lift from my eyes you veil of proud indifference
Pour me out, that I may be filled anew
And set apart as a banquet for those who have nothing