A sinner reaches for the stars
in a hole within his heart.
No one's there to hold a hand along the way.
Empty walls surround his Sun,
as it burns itself. It's gone.
Could've sworn that he believed it yesterday.
Lyin' in anger,
I sigh for you-
sweetest of all dreams that never came true.
Holy one
in the skies,
bring back tears to their eyes!
However true
this nightmare seemed,
it's nothing more than just a dream.
What's so sad inside a man
to kill an infant boy he's been?
A shadow smiles upon the fate no longer here.
When it's calm before the storm,
what there is will be no more.
Silver linings of my clouds have disappeared.
Now that it's over,
for what it's worth-
the meek shall never inherit the Earth!