Is it too late for redemption? Does this blood run cold and numb within?
Should we feel regret or sympathy now? Digging deeper there beneath the skin
And it's hard to escape from the torment
Just hiding from the rain waiting for some sun
But we will take the blame now that it's been discovered
That the ones that we hurt are the ones who've done nothing to us
Now we're left with these scars upon our faces
Telling stories of how we've been condemned
Left deserted and begging for forgiveness
We're all victims of the flesh we shed
And it's hard to escape from the torment
Just hiding from the rain waiting for some sun
But we will take the blame now that it's been discovered
That the ones that we hurt are the ones who've done nothing to us
Now we hide the shame so deep within, won't ever see the light again
Something inside lingers there among the ashes of our ruin. So we don't forget
In the silence of our isolation is the shadow world where we exist
Where we suffer on crawling through the nothing
With the emptiness we now possess
And it's hard to escape from the torment
Just hiding from the rain waiting for some sun
But we will take the blame now that it's been discovered
That the ones that we hurt are the ones who've done nothing
And it's hard to escape from the torment
Just hiding from the rain waiting for some sun
But we will take the blame now that it's been discovered
That the ones that we hurt are the ones who've done nothing to us