Undying shadowing over the dreadful things to come
I watch as this page grows dim heros so strong so
brave so pityful go in to battle blinded by self
righteousness while angels grow wings of hate and
anger and bleed nothing but black beat down these
burnt out lifes the sound of whispers turns to
screams of the unforgiven for now hands are now
worn from holding on to your empty excuses just
let go, fall from grace lay my head to rest with
the soft sounds of silence still ringing in my ear
and once again i am saved