Idioma Origen:
Your deeds brought you the shame
But they were hidden away
You always knew who to blame
I know your marks
I am the shadow
The man inside your sleep
You know who you are
Faith will always hold these bars
Your eyes become so cloudy
As your mind is weakening
There will be no seconds in your eternity
For this death that you deserve
For this death that you deserve
I'm not sorry for what I have done
This pain eats at my stomach
I swallow my hands in defeat
I am not guilty
I am not guilty
I am not guilty
The faith wiped from off my face
I will always still feel the presence of your absent grace
With this pain devouring my stomach
I keep a steady pace until we meet again
Until we meet again
Until we meet again
Idioma Destino:
Your deeds brought you the shame
But they were hidden away
You always knew who to blame
I know your marks
I am the shadow
The man inside your sleep
You know who you are
Faith will always hold these bars
Your eyes become so cloudy
As your mind is weakening
There will be no seconds in your eternity
For this death that you deserve
For this death that you deserve
I'm not sorry for what I have done
This pain eats at my stomach
I swallow my hands in defeat
I am not guilty
I am not guilty
I am not guilty
The faith wiped from off my face
I will always still feel the presence of your absent grace
With this pain devouring my stomach
I keep a steady pace until we meet again
Until we meet again
Until we meet again