Father; Why hast Thou forsaken me?
Here I Weep in gracious woe
Under your Promised Heaven
In this Season of Darkness
Where the Blind leads the Way
To a Scorned Idol I must Confess
Your Prophets were they Deceivers
Preachers of a Forgotten Faith?
They all fell Bloodied unto the Earth
With their Hands Covering their Eyes from the Masses
Can you Remember the Ashes, mingled with dust
That once was mentioned with names by a Thousand Tongues?
Did they se behind the veils that hid your Dying Masks?
Did they se the tears Drying on our Faces
That for far to long has Sheltered
The Atrocities of the Human mind?
This Pathetic Sight of Children
Starving on their hopes
Clinging to the Naked Body of their Mother
Whipped to the Ground...
O'Lord what hast thou given us?
For our Sights has grown dim...
You created this mockery called Human!
Too weak to Crawl - Too proud to Fall
Beneath all Scarlet Tragedies
Lies the Hidden Strength of Man but still,
Blinded by the Eyes of Confusion...
