A World Of Wicked Men 歌詞
A World Of Wicked Men - Letter To The Exiles
Oh what a mess I've made
What a mess these hands have made
Of this kingdom
The kingdom come and gone
This love is blasphemy
As it rises and remains in me
I'll expel it from my waking mind
My waking memory
My waking memory
We felt a tear in the fabric
A break you can to see
If there's a body to blame it won't be me
Father can you see your son
He can't see anyone
This love is blasphemy
As it rises and remains in me
I'll expel it from my waking mind
My waking memory
My waking memory
I stand silent among them
Who trained my hands
It was mine to hold
It was mine to hold
That bitter regret
Unseen by blessed creation
Where we made a war with words
Under the name of a risen Son
This generation mourns
This love is blasphemy
As it rises and remains in me
I'll expel it from my waking mind
My waking memory
My waking memory
Father can you see your son
He can't see anyone