All my senses rebel Under the scrutiny of their persistent gaze Until you left her to the...??? A journey I'll never make again
For those who have accepted the burden of shame For the innocent only words will remain And our lives will be forced to ??? days The perpetrators of our own bastard ways
All my senses rebel Under the scrutiny of their persistent gaze Until you left her to the...??? A journey I'll never make again
I stand accused of a thousand and one crimes A witness to events that went to this point in time With traditions enshrined our hands would be close tied We'll never survive the great test of time
Deliver me from these feverish eyes They threaten to advance our state of mind I'm just an imposter, is that a small surprise? A sense of guilt A sense of guilt A sense of guilt A sense of guilt
