Pieces of What

When the world has turned
Paralyzed and wrong
Cold blooded claws never offered anything at all

Past the point of love
Shattered and untied
Waiting to pick up the pieces that make it all alright

But pieces of what?
Pieces of what?
Pieces of what doesn't matter anymore

Moonlight on my floor
Shining through the roof
They got the city surrounded as if I needed proof

I forgot my fear
Feelings on the rise
Buried by all of the pieces falling from the sky

But pieces of what?
Pieces of what?
Pieces of what we used to call home
Pieces of what we used to call home

Lay my dragon's teeth
And shallow water steel
At the Belgian gates, I waited for my meal