Testo di Sin Of Innocence

Your fingers they are scarred with the deeds of the pious You are fetching the sword for the war inside us Awaiting for the medal for some bravery unheard of Offended in arrogance you stand so tall Innocent When we sin Innocent When we sin I see your angry face on the TV Damning us all for things we do What you fight are demons on the inside A blessing in disguise, but you cannot see Meaningless acts of cruelty you are calling a sacrifice You cannot play the game but you still roll the dice Shedding blood of daughters and sons unquestioned Innocent When we sin Innocent When we sin