our lives are in a crossroad 
we're entangled in tempest times
wandering far from grace
seeking vanity we stray into alien climes
far away into hollow without trace
so our visions're blurs,our foot prints unseen

our hearts are rebellious
we've extinct the primacy of true worship
the drifting heart a ruby lures
away from sonship
in our imperfections we revel in iniquity

so our soul suffers tempest all along 
cos we master the vowels of a strange song
and made the heavens love lorn
malady ravages us,thrust its thorn
it enfeebles the last fire on our heels
falling fortress of the hills
thrall to the darken heist