Seventh Step: The Distance Between Them and Us Songtext
von Skein

The Devil′s finest trick
Was to persuade the world
That He was not made up by man

It's getting harder and harder
To make sense
To read your words
To swallow your oil

Short-sighted
Ill-tempered
Greed-ridden
Unwilling and unable

We chose to believe
We are not the same
We chose to believe
We are not the same
We chose not to be
A family again

With every step I′m slipping further away from you
With every step I'm slipping further away from you


With every step I'm slipping further away from you
With every step I′m slipping further away from you

We chose to believe
We are not the same
We chose not to be
A family again
We chose to believe
We are not the same
We chose not to be
A family again

There will be punishment
There will be an end
Oh and it will come to you
It will come to me


It′s getting harder
Harder to make sense
To read your words
To swallow your oil
It's getting harder
Harder to make sense
To read your words
To swallow your oil

We chose to believe
We are not the same
We chose not to be
A family again
We chose to believe
We are not the same
We chose not to be
A family again

With every step I′m slipping further away from you
With every step I'm slipping further away from you