Maybe you can't see
That frees
The footprints
That were left behind
Do not say anything
Enough with impure
Hands being
Carried to heaven

Between the pages of time and history
You can't feel him
Read the pages and study them
Because hypocrisy will chase you

The truth has never been broken
The negligence's ghost
Will follow you again
Immoral acts crashing
The holy temple
The truth is for who feels it

We're tired
Of pat answers
We need to feel the warmth of life in our hands
Stop rising fake truths on empty minds
And we keep blind
And mute of closed ears

The truth has never been broken
The negligence's ghost
Will follow you again
Immoral acts crashing
The holy temple
The truth is for who feels it

All truth may be
In a flaming brier in the desert
The love can make us all
When there's no hope
You're not alone anymore,
Now you're a reborn
Just indulge in tears and accept the blood that frees.