Justify, your secrecies that surmise your cries
And say, “I hate to say it but told you all”
Is it going to end, when?
Everyday shaking hands of men, promising the end.
Justify, your secrecies that surmise your cries
I see the way you look around the bend
Hear him speak
I see the way you look around the bend
Everyday shaking hands of men, promising the end.
Between the resurrection and the prophecy unborn
Is it going to end, when?
Justify, your secrecies that surmise your cries
I see the way you look around the bend
Justify, your secrecies that surmise your cries
Who's to blame? Is my message clearer?
Is it going to end, when?
All the things that we need to hear, to adhere
Hear him speak
And wish that I could save them all, just one
End to end when you change your mind
Now all that I can do is watch them burn
Is it going to end, when?
See the fake
Your side, choose wise, your side
All the things that we need to hear, to adhere
I see the way you look around the bend
See the fake
I think that I will document the fall
What's the change in tone when you whisper?
Visions that I've seen have left me torn
