Из альбома: Death of the Ghost
Trapped inside the hours
they seem too slow
Watch the wall as it taunts him;
It's all he knows.
It's all gone let go
There's twelve men that say so.
(And he wept,)
"This is my last call to the fallen
I have lost all hope
in my redemption, to be forgiven.
There is no turning back."
He watched the sun as it rose,
but now it sets
He was just a kid back then,
how could it end like this.
It's all gone, let go.
There's twelve men that say so.
Could you cast the first stone?
(And he wept...)