Remnants
When I look through the stained glass window of justice I see all the lies and the trials that corrupt all our minds.
Through those eyes I can see where the remnants still stay.
You still stand there, Nothing else has changed.
And the grip of that deadly venom that tears at my soul.
Left me dry, left to die and I crawl down inside of myself to cleanse all my fears.
All the tears that fall, fall to the ground like rain.
Bring it back to a time when we used to bleed.
bring it back to a time when we could believe.
In the ones who have suffered we will hear your cries.
We will remember the ones who will keep it alive.
