| My head is pounding my flesh’s getting weak
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| I’m hiding my pleasures behind
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| Burnt out like a dead religion
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| My heart is aching as you crush my pride
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| I’m torn between love and hate
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| And victimized my soul
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| The sky turns grey as blood runs dry
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| So I did what I had to do Refused to believe, only a precious lie
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| The will to survive, we embody the demise
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| There’s no shelter for my sins
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| There’s no way to leave behind
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| The fear to cross the line
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| There’s no shadow as I pass
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| There’s no mountain I must climb
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| Only the fear to cross the line
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| This is where my path leads me
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| I’m bonded and tied up like a slave
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| God may forgive or god may save
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| Devour the soul that’s guilty
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| Sorrow turns to hate, you seal my fate
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| The thoughts of perfection enslaved
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| The truth remains to guide the way
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| These blessings won’t take away
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| The presence of evil, the source of all fears
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| I swallow the pride that remains throughout the years |