When you look across the water
You cannot see
The fires climbing higher
Higher than the trees
Deaf to their voices
Blind to their reach
This is the mark of the man
Not the beast

There's grace we speak of,
In prayer and in love
But when someone reaches out
We dare not touch
Two different targets
Both on their knees
This is the mark of the man
Not the beast

Out of sight out of mind
Every man for himself
Me in my bubble
Let em all go to hell

Blame, blame it on voices
Blame it on laws
Politics and choices
Blame it on god
Gunpowder's poison
The spread of disease
This is the mark of the man
Not the beast