What secrets lie barred beneath it all,
What secrets are carried to make you fall...
Divinity of an unborn son,
The condemning of a fable...
Words catching in my swollen throat
your egotistical as you brag and gloat...
Dark, horrid nights surround me like a thunder...
They bellow, they lighten and threaten aloud...
I can't explain this feeling..
It's something i never felt before...
Forgive me, father, for I have sinned
I have built myself a chapel of lies...
To be me is hard work
To be me can be lonely and cold...
You don't have to die.
You can live for me...
What i need right now...
is ur touching hand...
What do you see
When you stare into my eyes...
When the world stops turning and all is still
No one to hurt, no one to kill...
Oh God, have I sinned
Spirits of the winter wind...