The Victim Party singularity

We are the children of an explosion
We are the sum of many suns
And no myths of kingdoms to come
Can change the fact
That we are dust and faith and
Trust won't bring us back
We are tethered to a line that's tied
From us to land to sea and sky
And no myths of kingdoms to come
Can change the fact
That we are dust and faith and
Trust won't bring us back
So dust your knees off, darling
This right here is our only
Chance at paradise
This gift is to be relished
Value your worthlessness