Out here there are no stars No heroes to be sung This infinity has no smell This heaven has no hellTHAT'S WHAT WE ARE- IMMACULATE GOD IS REACHING OUT FOR YOU- IMMACULATERiding fast without the speed Sleeping deep beneath the sky Caring proudly for the shield You can't touch my being dressed in whiteWere only waiting for tomorrow Without the sins and all the sorrowFlawless until you crave the truth Guarding pride with sk**s of lyingWith the souls of anger made If you point the blade will fall