every man, And as we walk in our trance hide as best as we can, We all need our innocence... Blessed with the pain we have chosen to hide, We got to
lay in sight, this war is coming to an end Behind the walls of the darkest place we'll see the Angel fall from grace Witness the end of flowing tears
lay in sight, this war is coming to an end Behind the walls of the darkest place we'll see the Angel fall from grace Witness the end of flowing tears,
