If piss is yellow then life must be grey
  How come they smile when we throw it away
  And if it is a colour then it must be sin
  And you want to apologise but keep it in
  
  Why worship a god when a mother is a saint
  Why worship stone
  
  They give life and take it back
  Spit you out but understand
  
  And when their arms are dead how do they sigh
  As gentle as the winter that fades by
  And some kind of angel appears in her eyes
  Or is it just the Devil screaming inside
  
  Why give into useless devotion
  Truth and beauty, love and hate, mother and God
  
  They give life and take it back
  Spit you out but understand
  Stay silent when you want to shout
  Give, give when we piss it away