It's funny how blind faith often is used    Like a net to fall on in desperate times   Like a crutch for regret as a last resort      I won't let emotions take me   And rely on this fence that's fallen on my head      Guilt is an entity of its own fall from grace   And self-worth is their reminder   To feel out of place in your own home      Another excuse to divide us and keep the siege at bay   As long as thoughts are suppressed we'll think the same