Текст песни Blind Faith

If you'd release my hand, I could trampoline Right through the roof Or hit the ceiling Well it might hurt, and I might bleed But some elbow grease will get your carpet clean Where's God now I'm dying? Can't do that, I've barely done my living My blood runs black with hate Can't save me with blind faith You can't rely on some little stranger To fill your life with sweet danger So smash it up girl, invent your own world Where moths are the light and only mammoths burn