In my dreams I see the life She brings to me. But I forget Her in the morning.

And I don’t need Her holy blessings to be free, and I can stand it when She’s talking, talking back to me.

In the shadow of Mother Nature we find it hard to live our lives,
But we never chose the life She gave us and we don’t need Her to survive.

It’s no wonder we grow strong while You grow weak. And that's exactly how You made us.
And all your violence makes it harder to believe.
And every death just leaves us faithless, faithless in defeat.

In the shadow of Mother Nature we find it hard to live our lives,
But we never chose the life She gave us and we don’t need Her to survive.