Lyrics Begging The Blind - Bloodlined Calligraphy

Begging The Blind

Is it our convictions that separate us
The Scene that we live for should liberate us
The eyes that you stare with are sore and searing
The words that you speak I’m no longer hearing
Two lost minds draped in fear, pray for rain to save them
Bury your deceptions, let them slowly die
Burn your deceptions before you wonder why heaven caved in
It is time for you to see the error of your ways
Get on your knees and pray, turn yourself in the right direction,
while you are still in your youth
You must burn these deceptions if you want to see the truth