UN VERDADERO GUERRERO FORJA SU IDEOLOGA EN EL SILENCIO, SU CREENCIA EN EL PASADO Y SU VALENTA EN LA IRA
In a darkened room
beyond the reach of god's faith
lies the wounded, the shattered remains of love betrayed
and the innocence of a child is bought and sold
in the name of the damned
the rage of the angels left silent and cold
Forgive me please for i know not what i do
how can i keep inside the hurt i know is true
Tell me when a kiss of love becomes a lie
that bears the scar of sin too deep
to hide behind this fear of running unto you
please let there be light
in a darkened room
All the precious times have been put to rest again
and the smile of the dawn
brings tainted lust singing my