The Chosen lyrics

You are feeding the mouth that bites Offering your pain Desiring for the things to come Too tired to breathe Staying away from the saintless sky Praying to fear Hiding your soul in an unclean crowd Now you enter the door Light is reflecting on the altar Where the mirror dwells Kissing softly yourself goodbye You accept the rain No heading back No road ahead No herd to look after Here - on your own Here you realize You are the only sheppard Once and forever...