☆ It Will Be Forgiven (Gregorian)

no pain is too great, no hell is too harsh
no exceptions are allowed, no morals are taught
no wish will be granted, no dream will come true
no sins are forgiven, no love will break through

I was born alone
on a field of fallen crosses
never given time
to rise above my losses
and I wondered
what was left for me to dream
and yet I promised
to never let out my screams

my mind was raised on a field of fallen crosses
and my pain tore apart my bleeding soul
my fears promised this sacred land
and this life has been too much to understand

now we’re on the verge of innocence
(never seemed to cease)
drowning in an ocean of guilt
(never seemed to cease)
the waves weather down the horizon
(never seemed to cease)
and sail our ship to inexistence
(never seemed to cease)

drowning in fears
as your nightmare reaches out
wasted years
slowly you lose your sight
a blind man
you see so clearly now
but it’s too late
you realize you’ve already drown

now your relying on your fears
holding back all your tears
adding to those wasted years
depending all will still hold you dear

back off pride I’ve lost my mind
dignity, religion, why my soul has died
as these fallen crosses take over lives
because your failed attempts add to the cries

my mind was raised on a field of fallen crosses
and my pain tore apart my bleeding soul
my fears promised this sacred land
and this life…
and this life has been too much to understand

and your life
has thrown you some twists and turns
you’ve seen
so much more than you’ve learned
in your troubles
I’ve been there to help you go on
but you’ve released my rage
and now you’re all on your own