These quiet words they carry me away,
returning,they keep coming back.
In idle thoghts and hollow cut-aways,
disarm me, no will to attack.
Though the sorrow and fear
they may depart you today.
I will fail you, of that I'm sure.
I will remind you of the pain forevermore.
And when my sins are just a memory, faith restored,
I will fail you to the core.
Lost in the shadow of an endless grace,
relentless, my reign is unbound.
In this abandon I will devastate,
dismember,till agony's found.
Though the sorrow and fear
they may depart you today.
I will fail you, of that I'm sure.
I will remind you of the pain forevermore.
And when my sins are just a memory, faith restored,
I will fail you to the core.
I know they prey upon me,
I feel them junst beyond my door.
I will fail you, of that I'm sure.
I will remind you of the pain forevermore.
And when my sins are just a memory, faith restored,
I will fail you to the core.
I will fail you, of that I'm sure.
I will remind you of the pain forevermore.
And when my sins are just a memory, faith restored,
I will fail you to the core.
