The human race is bleeding over the mass The walking dead is living under the bed The purity is not the way for redemption Before my silence broken under the infection You are the blind, the unable to see Your fucking God can not see misery I walk the street, I see belief and the opression No matter how, can not see resurrection Coming to push you away Coming the lies that you say Coming the death more than stay Coming with the shades of grey
- look into my eyes, see my sacrifice! Redemption Redemption, when the lies before these things that you say Come to push you away
