I'm in pain, suffering pain
All is worth lost, the pa**age burned
The axe I held dear, breaking through with tears
Thunder cracks straight through my soul
The pa**age burned is now unveiled
Broken bags inside, searching for that day
And in order they fall apart
One row fades back in the ashes dust
There's no sack in that day's rust
And only clear remains
With the man stand still
It seems as though the dark he k**ed
For what do I deserve this grace
As I walk away I feel no pain
And all is worth kept
Only clear remains with the man stand still
It seems as though the dark he k**ed