Monday Morning Apocalypse

How long have you held me in this water
Much too long since my body is numb
How long have I been and where a I
And why are my hands tied
How long have I been your little altar
Your little toy and sacrifice
How long have you kept me in these waters
In a world where you're god
And we are all your servants

If I had known how to get out of solitude.
I would have done it all to help you.
If we had known about the pain we caused you.
We would have stopped just to save you.

How far did he go to get to know her
Much too far and we all must have been blind
It was an ordinary morning
Monday morning just before 9.00

And you are all my servants.
The guilt is yours not mine.

If I had known how to get out of solitude.
I would have done it all to help you.
If we had known about the pain we caused you.
We would have stopped just to save you.

And you are all my servants.
You will all oblige.
This will teach the lesson.
The guilt is yours not mine.

If I had known how to get out of solitude.
I would have done it all to help you.
And If I had known about the pain we caused you.
I would have saved you.