A prayer to god, to live a lie
Every thing betrayed, a bloody tongue Fight, a lowered head
a quickened step
This violence denied, the book of truth reviled
light and spirit fade
the virigin gently weeps
to live a lie
A quickened step, curled up in the bed at night
Empty now and meaningless, all covered up with lies, every thing betrayed
A prayer to god, curled up in the bed at night
To live a lie, a vacant stare Fight, turning back
A prayer to god, wide awake and holding tears
a prayer to god
Turning from the holy ghost, fear that never sleeps
Turning from the holy ghost, light and spirit fade, empty now and meaningless
forgive or die
all covered up with lies
a purple bruise
Turning from the holy ghost, a lowered head
ridiculed in shame
A bloody tongue, to live a lie, held ramsom with the child
The book of truth reviled, a fractured limb, a fractured limb
A lowered head, forgive or die