the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet, flood every newborn seed There's a dyin' voice within
trials Through temptations on every hand Though Satan's tried to stop me And to place my feet on sinking sand Through the pain and all of my sorrows
my song on their violins Golden gems reaching for me Never fall for the shiny temptation Hear the echoing screams calling Drown in a lake Deep down to the bottom of my sorrows
are the wariors in our battle. We fight with hope as our weapon. Deserters who will not believe in tomorrow and the dead will leave us with sorrow On
back at me with Crimson tears Eyes look into a world of dead emotion Shattered my wings, no more tales to tell Forget my lies, after all my world is hell Temptation
the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There's a dyin' voice within
In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There's a dyin' voice within
Now they're deaf, dumb, and blind! One foot in Hell Wretches! This pitiful man Preaching and teaching with cross in hand On words he falls Into...!
Pontius Pilate He washed his hands Did you know How to sell your soul Do you know How you lost control Sorrow and suffering Served with temptation What
Temptation of their gods Hungry for essence of life Sorrow and weeping words Step by step the daylight leaves Hallowed shadows of fear Shall wither