Teksty: Creed. My Own Prison. Unforgiven.

I kept up with the prophecy you spoke
I kept up with the message inside
Lost sight of the irony of twisted faith
Lost sight of my soul and it's void

Think I, think I'm unforgiven to this world
Think I, think I'm unforgiven to this world
[Incomprehensible]

Took a chance at deceiving myself
To share in the consequence of lies
Childish with my reasoning an' pride
Godless to the extent that I died

Think I, think I'm unforgiven to this world
Think I, think I'm unforgiven to this world
Think I'm unforgiven

No more raging innocence
No more raging innocence
No more raging innocence
No more raging innocence

Step inside the light and see
The fear of God burn inside of me
The gold was put to flame, to kill
To burn, to mold it's purity

Think I, think I'm unforgiven to this world
Think I, think I'm unforgiven to this world
Think I'm unforgiven