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A Dead Rose Wails For LightWelcome to my sickest delusion I can't decide;Is this salvation or sacrifice? We all run and we hide but the memories reminisce suicide This bleeding soul is lost in an unmarked grave, wretched for father time I know that no martyred savior will ever come to save me from my plight No more fear, No more pain No more faith to hold in ransom No more fear, No more shame No more faith to hold in ransom Candles burn on winter fields as roses bloom and chariots chases the light Angels hover in mud and filth; some demons can never be exorcized I've turned the other cheek to sycophants and fools too many times The salt of the world never raped these eyes - walk on water to test the tide No more fear, No more pain No more faith to hold in ransom No more fear, No more rage No more faith to hold in ransom Candles burn on winter fields as roses bloom and chariots chases the light The salt of the world never raped these eyes - walk on water to test the tide No more fear, No more pain No more faith to hold in ransom No more fear, No more hate No more faith to hold in ransom A dead rose wails for light Blossomed, reincarnated, divine A dead rose wails for light No more fear, No more pain |