13 acessos
There is so much more here than meets the eye
All we've built is sand slipping through calloused hands
Now time to wake at last and realize
We will reap the seed we've sown
Can we still find some hope inside
There is a cancer spreading out across the land
Blackened taint echoes the deepest sin
Soul decays as the spirt slowly fades
Is it too late to be saved
Can we still find some hope inside... or
Are we lost
Is it too late to be saved
Can we still find some hope inside... or
Are we lost