歌词
Stained greatness
The dark from long ago
Wrenching tired souls
Never here, never gone.
If frail wisdoms
Could only smother hate
And asphyxiate
Toxic flares of this fire.
Whoever
Backstabs is gonna bleed
Not to discomfit
The unyielding lot.
If now or never
Is your only friend
Nothing's to portend
All the havoc wrought
No way back into the fold
Lies quite like what I've been told
Stand reckless
On the edge of hanging cliff
Weight is misconceived
There's no pulling back.
Say a prayer,
A curse to send me off
Made of a different cloth
Leaving through the same crack.
That's the truth you're never told
Till you fell into the fold.
No way back into the fold
Lies quite like what I've been told.