Is it too late for redemption? Does this blood run cold and numb within?
Should we feel regret or sympathy now? Digging deeper there beneath the skin

And it's hard to escape from the torment
Just hiding from the rain waiting for some sun
But we will take the blame now that it's been discovered
That the ones that we hurt are the ones who've done nothing to us

Now we're left with these scars upon our faces
Telling stories of how we've been condemned
Left deserted and begging for forgiveness
We're all victims of the flesh we shed

And it's hard to escape from the torment
Just hiding from the rain waiting for some sun
But we will take the blame now that it's been discovered
That the ones that we hurt are the ones who've done nothing to us


Now we hide the shame so deep within, won't ever see the light again
Something inside lingers there among the ashes of our ruin. So we don't forget

In the silence of our isolation is the shadow world where we exist
Where we suffer on crawling through the nothing
With the emptiness we now possess

And it's hard to escape from the torment
Just hiding from the rain waiting for some sun
But we will take the blame now that it's been discovered
That the ones that we hurt are the ones who've done nothing

And it's hard to escape from the torment
Just hiding from the rain waiting for some sun
But we will take the blame now that it's been discovered
That the ones that we hurt are the ones who've done nothing to us