I know that sometimes is not easy to forgive me
But I fucking swear I still bear this cross, and sometimes
I even felt the need to bear thousand fucking more
I had my share from this stinky piece of cake called regret
But I will no longer humiliate myself
To your need of calling myself a sinner
While you are easily taking the crown of the saints
I know that sometimes is not easy to forgive me
I know that sometimes is not easy to forgive me
How long do we have to bear
Our crosses on our shoulders as a
Dead weight that pushes us into apathy?
How long do we have to confess
Sins that we actually never ever committed?
Will we always be separated into saints and sinners?
Those who bear the crosses might just as well have the glory
While the ones considered clean might just caught red handed
I will no longer humiliate myself
I will no longer cry tears of regret
I will just rise and take the crown, fly towards the sky
Let this world burn their hypocrite
Saints, and let them rent a place in hell
This sky is ours
This sky is ours