Living's never easy when your soul is dead death is never easy when you're waiting around just to keep us safe we look for a master a war will not win easy when your mind is bent faith is never easy when you take more than you're lent. Just to keep us safe we're looking for a master. Without a key, without some thirsty remorse, without a heath that puts the body back in course the house is empty the windows are black nobody sleeps tonight.