Cut Throat

Damage done, aggressor convicted Abandoned, abolished for shame Quest for duty and crucifixion Sharpens the wretched blame Painstaking, spiritual making Head strong, ceaseless stare Aroused by vulgar carcass Diseased from iron ware Cast iron imprison

And what of passion? And what of shame? We have suffered both the same And what of regret? And what of hate? The price we pay is all too great [Bridge:] Callous are your thoughtless ways I hope and pray for better days [Chorus:] Disguised behind the