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ONE LAST SIN LYRICS
"When Guilt Reigns" (1999)
1. When Guilt Reigns
2. Time Of Torment
3. Mercy
4. Cringing
5. Watching It Burn
6. Downcast
7. Without A Trace
8. Face Of Neglect
9. Classical Song
10. Epiphany
11. With Our Demands
12. Scorn
13. Outrage
14. Fall Of Darkness
1. When Guilt Reigns
Petrified truth standing still and your eyes defy your will. The contribution of a million wounds seeping through the seconds. Conflict of morality, in a heartbeat your worlds deceased, still afraid to walk through the guilt alone. When Guilt Reigns, when minds are invaded by purity, a new world. Where foregiveness hides in regret..Hiding in regret, life falls quick..and the heartless feel the abrasions, abrasions from the absence of redemption. An apostle of infamy, the sheep of conformation. Just running again, hiding under sheets of blindness, but the truth is coming, unavoidable is your decrease, ruin of a life you've absorbed, time for you to speak your defense, what is your justification now? A million wounds, a million years of abhorrence, piercing your heart.
2. Time Of Torment
What's left of perception, bold naive eyes openly shut. The past is blinding, binding, now life's in a rut. Take the time to step aside and watch all that was come clearer and clearer. Heal this infection! In a time of torment, in the age of disarray, disregard the inevitable until the day we fade away. In a world stripped of life, extinction falls upon the earth, a blanket of evil over lands of decay. The hopes and dreams of the bastard race, stripped away thanks to man's disgrace, face to face with he who creates our faith our fate. About to be laid to rest, the final stages of the quest, among the evils once possessed, and all beloved blessed.
3. Mercy
Image of god fades dim, as we wonder can we be saved from this? Mind obsesses with pain, empty eyes glisten in fear. Ask not what can be said or done, but instead can it go on (repeat)? One more chance, One more chance at mercy! With insights born within me, with a darker fear than in the unborn womb. Look behind this face so torn, what remains are the shadows left by pain. As we struggle, tables turned I feel emptiness, blindly through this, running through my blood, now it's clear there is no one, and the guilt that thrives in my blood shall....drain. Faling deep into the abyss, the dark world crumbles above, now these feelings of war are growing cold, sometimes I wonder why we sink so low?
4. Cringing
I Scream with the worst of intent, my tongue moves in frames and this day still stains. In need of a reason to run far enough to hide, keeping my eyes open, light penetrates my mind. Pushed back a heartbeat, and the meek dull their swords. Guiding us all into redundancy. Clotting up potency, when faith becomes your obsesssion, where do we hide, what do we do to stop...the way the obsessions blind! It's the time, we recognize, it's time to cringe, we all speak the same, but you hold back, and we must cringe.
5. Watching It Burn
Deep within the rejection binds, released all that overpowered, overcome with guilt, morally deceased. After the cyclone hit, finally the shortest straw has been pulled. Agony's defeat. All closing in, I feel the weight grow strong with my sorrows, we'll all kneel down to the great one. All burns alive, if we deny the world of our creation. We'll be our own enemy. master of all creation, I'm watching it burn. The entirety of all I've been given, I'm watching it burn. as all our blessings start slipping away, we watch it burn. For our obsessions without prevention, we watch it burn! Creeping in is a thin beam of sorrow, all invades in our visions of hope, the vein of purity now severed. as voices echo inside, in a mind where lies lead to blind...who seeks the truth?
6. Downcast
I never gave a second thought of pure reality, real purity. A mere distraction like a mind distraught, no clarity, no integrity. The path you have chosen, to your very own burial, may contradict the path of intention. If the world is falling, to predicted demolition, without intent, together, our infliction. I'm drowning in a world of hate. I'm drowning in a world of hate. My blood seems thin where this craving begins, forced to want the best in this war I can't win. Drowning in my own blood, purified and jaded, constantly reminded as I reminisce the filth that I've created. My blood seems thin where this craving begins, forced to want the best in this war i can't win!
7. Without A Trace
Until the end we fight, our downfall, as we face our final demise. The last days arrive, too quickly, we're faced with our final demise. Answered in question by the holy one, who denies our fantasies. The foreshadow of our downfall has overcome our dreams. While you pray for your salvation, he never sees. Without a trace all crumbles around us and leaves our race in despair. We plunge into the depth's with shallow eyes and look beyond with grace. We are blessed with the perception of a savior to catch us when we fall, But still we wither when discovered, mankind is destined to fall. I won't be standing after the reign begins. era of denied existence, result of final sins. Without a trace the absense of all, of rotting existence of all shall be....Denied forever!
8. Face Of Neglect
(3X) I can not drown, I will not let the frame fall out, lost deep inside this increase. Creasing the line between us, tearing the line, tearing the line between us you cower, you cower, you cower, you coward. Your only deliverance is shackled inside you, your last release of anger hiding inside you. Wading on your shores of torment, and hidden in your womb of disbelief. i can not drown, I will not let the frame fall out, lost deep inside this increase....Will you ever let yourself be free?
9. Classical Song
10. Epiphany
I can't stand by and watch the door close on my salvation, I shed my shroud now. Release blood stained tears, there is no death now that could wash away this, or erase these years. I stand up, then shut out, unaware eyes still closed, retrospect, can't save me, my voice mute, life seems still. One more step ahead, from escaping time's grasp, the hands now shattered, now nothing seems to shine. They all stare at me, as i struggle in pain, everyday Is a new birth for my moral suffereing. The wounds call me on, i am lost in my wake, the truth that i take, from my submission. I won't stand by and watch the door close on my salvation, I shred your shroud now. I hate your perfections and your infections, you won't bring me down, you won't win this! You Won't Win This! You Won't Win!
11. With Our Demands
Watch as the remains char to ash, collapse of the crumbling fragments. As the hole opens wider as you fall, and nothing shines beneath. We never as one speak our minds we've no reception of our thoughts, so come together and conquer this time, or the end of our time becomes the cost. Now Bigger and stronger than before, now controlled by what the past has taught, if we never learn to protect what we adore, is the worth of life all that's lost? in fear of apocalypse, we are forced to walk this earth, in our era we'll see man's exticntion, brought upon by our own hands. in search of the answer, which we seek with all our worth, we see it come the final prediction, the end will come with our demands. With each passing moment as time plods along, second after second i slowly realize, the further I stray from my own decline, the closer we become to before our demise. Somehow more withdrawn from where we once belonged, shunned from the light, resistant to the cries, i stand aside with innocent eyes, overcome with thoughts of our demise.
12. Scorn
Why you preach to the masses, holding your voice loud increasing. Scream until your heart's content, leaving your voice in ruins. Smearing the dirt across your face. The light can't pierce your empty heart, as the light fades dimmer with your laughs, darkened by every single laugh. But was the light ever there at all? Better than a drug in my veins, but destroying what lies inside, sanctitys deadly grasp gets tight and I see no reason to tear away. The fibers are too strong for scorn, the days so lost in relentlessness, I strip your words, unbound and bare, so everyone can see the naked air, the naked air you speak as truth. Squeezed to the point of retreating, you can't bear witness to your horrors, your breath reeking with contradiction, your actions surrounded by doubts.
13. Outrage
I am sad to say, so much has changed, since reality has burned what I have fought so hard to heal. Life's consequences leave me no avenues to feel. I can not help but feel regret over the things unchanged, fear of what hides behind this sketch of a man. A man with fear as his savior. So don't tell me about doubt, I know the concept. But it dosent' stop all of the smothering inside, it forces me to subside and give up all I've fought to hide. Trying to live up to you, to rip apart my fears, as the fading face of my anger, is struck inside your mind. Self-respect non-existant, self esteem reminiscent, living in self inflicted animosity. But can you see the truth at all? Retraction burns my fears, retrospection dries these tears, with hindsight i can see and my bias makes the world seem, a little more justified, a little more purified, a little more sanctified.
14. Fall Of Darkness
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