All my senses rebel

under the scrutiny of their persistent gaze

until you left her to ?

a journey I'll never make again



For those who have accepted the burden of shame

for the innocent only words will remain

and our lives will be forced to eternal days

the perpetrators of our own bastard ways



All my senses rebel

under the scrutiny of their persistent gaze

until you left her to ?

a journey I'll never make again



I stand accused of a thousand & one crimes

a witness to events that went to this point in time

with traditions enshrined our hands would be close tied

we'll never survive the great test of time



deliver me from these feverish eyes

B:[?...about a state of mind]

D:[they threaten to advance our state of mind]

i'm just an imposter

B:[...an imposter... ? a small surprise]

D:[i'm just an imposter is that a small surprise]

a sense of guilt

a sense of guilt

a sense of guilt

a sense of guilt