Tell me, brother, what would you do
If you saw God sitting in the corner
I remember you told me
"Juls, you are nothing but a puppet for tomorrow"

You could hit me, kill me then deny it
You disgraced me, now you're looking into my eyes
 [bad word] 
Black heart is deaf and tough and every time
I cried my soul kept little [bad word] Somebody strong enough
Is watching from above illuminating us

Tell me brother, how would you feel
If you saw God holding my hand and
Would you be frightened of what you did?
Crashing illusions will not force me to kneel

You could leave me broken and disgraced
What do you feel now when you're looking into my eyes
 [bad word] 
Black heart is deaf and tough and every time
I cried my soul kept little [bad word] Somebody strong enough
Is watching from above illuminating us

Black heart is deaf and tough and every time
I cried my soul kept little [bad word] Somebody strong enough
Is watching from above illuminating us

Tell me, brother...