The tears they fall like battle cries
But without a triumphant tone
There is no pride in homicide
Just a suffering in our home
If blood could stop these conflicting views
we'd find some peace on Earth
Our enemies we hold with hate
would be kin to us at birth
How can we fight, how can we hate
a life we've yet to know?
Why do we judge and criticize
The value of someone's soul?
How can you simply end
All of these innocent lives?
For I thought we stood as equals
before our Lord's eyes.
Who are we to end a life
that wasn't ours to take?
Who are we to question faith
And watch our innocence break?
If hearts could cry their silent song
we'd all be on our knees
With pleading tears to sympathetic ears
We'd be washed of all our needs.
Tyranny is an attempt to douse
The freedom of ones soul
To smother a fire that is faith
just to watch it lose its glow
I plead to you one last time
take me as I am
A broken soul, a shattered heart
faithless in your hands
I've lied to you, I've cried to you,
I've endlessly tried for you
but this time I choose to die for you
Please walk me through this storm.