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 its void Think I'm unforgiven to this world Took a chance at deceiving myself To share in the consequence of lies Childish with my Reasoning and pride Godless to the extent that I died Think I'm unforgiven to this world Think I'm unforgiven 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 mould its purity Back To Site