Where's the crime in crawling out alone
From the cradle to the grave unknown
Whats the sense of suffering the pain
When they'll betray you time and time again
When they'll betray you time and time again
...
Where have all the minor memories gone
And times I've averted right and wrong
Now morality is my crown of thorns
Sackcloth and ash my uniform
Prostrate, I fall face down forlorn
Losing hope
My mind is all but made up
Truth be told
Lies are all I'm made of now
Fires below
They beckon me to fall, but
I won't go
Singing out loud to drown them out
...
Losing hope
My mind is all but made up
Truth be told
Lies are all I'm made of now
Fires below
They beckon me to fall
But I won't go
Singing out loud to drown them out
...