To Rid the Disease

There`s nobody here, there`s nobody near <br>I try not to care, dead eyes always stare <br>Let these matters be, don`t trust what you see <br>Take hold of your time, step into the line <br><br>There`s innocence torn from its maker <br>Stillborn the trust in you <br>This failure has made the creator <br>So would you tell him what to do (would you)<br><br>Leave your mark upon the head of someone <br>Who`ll cry for his state, we know it`s too late <br>I turn round to see what was meant to be <br>Faint movement release to rid the disease<br><br>There`s innocence torn from its maker <br>Stillborn the trust in you (I have lost the trust I<br>had in you) <br>This failure has made the creator <br>So would you tell him what to do<br>(I have lost the trust I had in you)