The Fall کے بول

The fall, the fall, oh God the fall of man The fruit is found in every eye and every hand Nothing there is nothing yet in truest form We walk like ghosts upon the earth The ground it groans How long, how long will you wait How long, how long till you save us all, save us all Turn your face to me The light, the light The morning light is gone And all that's left is fragile breath in failing lungs The night, the night The guiding night has come Uniting lover with his bride More precious than the dawn How long, how long must we wait Turn your face to me