Destiny کے بول

Where will I rest among the rest of those thieves, Controlling my words, Destroying my actions, Letting emotion harvest our pain, You only get one chance to turn in right, Rectify again and I try, To rectify what I'm feeling What if I rectify? With this fist I hold nothing back, In my heart the torment can't kill what i can't feel, It's like you took a stroll through my mind, Keeping all you could find though my mind It's like a dream come true though my mind As i lift this glass to you, Through my faded mind I'm bleeding on the floor, I cannot think anymore, Have you seen this before? Bodies line the morgue, Father God where have you been, I'm sorry for my sin, I tried to make things right, What are these feelings for? I will not let you die again