Words of Wood and Stone

I don't have words enough to save you
I'm not blessed by the divine
You can't hold a candle to me
You'll burn your fingers everytime.

I have no conscience to your passions
I am impervious to your pain
Don't stand too close to my fire
Or it will consume you in it's flame.

I am a traitor to the living
Because the dead are deaf and blind
So if you're looking for excuses
I have none to offer you this time.

So don't go looking for the answers
In a temple built of wood and stone
It's filled with emptiness and silence
Where the echoes cry alone.

For every prayer you've ever spoken
For every thought inside your head
The almighty doesn't hear your whispers
How can he when he's hiding instead.

So don't go looking for the answers
Written in a language none have known
For if the truth is in the translation
Then god help us all we are truly all alone...