I hide my face each time you pass me by,
Cradle these secrets that I try to hide.
So why do you keep asking me, you know I can't let go.
Haunted by my shame, I'll face this on my own.
But you already know, and it's breaking your heart.
Will you love me the same?
I'm askin

in these last days a deseptive age
its easy to asinilateon everyside
hells roaming to find who can be erased
its never easy in a darkened land
to all rise up and take a stand
i won't back down anymore even if i die trying
i know what i'm fighting for and if i die trying