faces stare, and the moment of dark clairyt appears. i can't see You, i can't hear You, i can't feel You, where are You. hilary. hilary. i can see her
we were once dead. we've become immune to the stench. can you see the dead? can you see the dead? (the path of gold is crowded with the dead) vessels
Bitter wind leaves us gasping, sifting through the dust oif life. fame and fortune keeps us grasping, broken vessels bent on strife. walking wounded
them see how the liar deceives. hell laughs at our tears. (show them) how Your beauty can kill this disease. hell laughs at our tears. help them see. i see
blood. the assembly of the wicked is all i see in your holy gatherings. when you cry out, I will not hear. when you reach out, I will not see. your pleasure
Hope in nothing leads to hell. God above, can we comprehend a love so real, this love so pure, a love defined by blood and tears to open heaven's door
your doubt tha tries to suffocate your spirit. hatred can describe what you feel inside as the shadows of your past begin to manifest. you're so strong
savior. you..want..me..to..swallow the pain that you bear every day. deaf to the words that heal, but you can't see the weakness that you conceal. begging you
home is death-row, a land you choose to ignore where suppression drags my shadow back down. Products of your system on display on the street. You can see
creep on But we was ready, didn't slip or slide or sleep on the game was dare, you could be here today and gone tomorrow partner, see you gotta try to survive, the system failure
