When the moon rises and we cease to exist in this unholy heaven It grows and it grows. How can I stop this foolish feeling? Until the sun falls from the sky and heaven burns in conflagration Can I see the light glowing through these creeks of fulfillness? Would you live, If I didn't break through these walls of forgiveness? Would you live, if I didn't cut through the silence and repression? I'm still unworthy of a cleansed soul I'm still unsure if I'm safe from myself I'm still unworthy of a cleansed soul I'm still a victim of my own hell I can feel the ashes, they burn, they burn, these ashes burn my soul Until the sun falls from the sky and heaven burns in conflagration Can I see the light glowing through these creeks of fulfillness? No I'm still unworthy of a cleansed soul My sins will burn this world whole They burn, they burn, they burn The ashes burn my soul Would you live, If I didn't break through these walls of forgiveness? Would you live, if I didn't cut through the silence and repression? I'm still unworthy of a cleansed soul I'm still unsure if I'm safe from myself I'm still unworthy of a cleansed soul I'm still a victim of my own hell