How can I redeem myself? Unaware, I feel from grace I took a leap of faith But landed outside the great gates of hell With riches to sell Oh, reckless boy...such misery You wear the curse and won't be free You are the messenger, delivering death Still, alive you stand...with a steady breath The lives we led in simplicity Innocents, with hopes and dreams Suddenly washed away, we drown in the flood No gold can repay, or cease the mournful days