Letras:
Sins The Nothing

don't think Don't look for a reason, we hate no style We put the blame on the demon Sacred hell, sacred hell There is nothing but names on the wall

For all eternity, for all the world to see we're riding high across the wind and when the storm begins, to wash away all sins we'll find a place where

forever the end Believing in nothing, full of emptiness [Chorus 2:] Blessing my sins, finding that lost Drinking my thirst, waking in dreams Forever never, forever the end Believing in nothing

end Even with complications Through sins occupation For Gods concentrated There?s no condemnation The Holy Spirit inside He comforts like no other He convinces us we?re God?s children Even when we suffer Nothing

paying for the sins of somebody else's past Daddy worked his whole life for nothing but the pain Now he walks these empty rooms looking for something to blame You inherit the sins

you? Come take this sacrifice! Come take this sacrifice! You don't bring me pleasure You just bring me pain Over and over again You don't bring me pleasure You just bring me pain and nothing

sins towered heaven high for me From whence I see no reason why I should not smite with vengeance And hurl thieves down from paradise For storms before were as nothing

me, Promise a lie, caught in deceit, trapped in the thought, can't be believed, Torn from the one, by your own will, deal with the pain, nothing fulfilled

s inhibition leave nothing to see Hatred and anger conceived from the dust I am the shame and the filth of their lust Forfeit the savior for cleansing of sins