The Rite 歌词

I guess there's nothing you can do The weakness of your soul and all of my regrets Can't bring me back those wasted years Tell me your price of redemption I could use the sunset to set you free Forever turn the light into the night There is no heaven or hell When your faith lies in a deathbed So now it's my turn to let this dark sun burn my sins You call this rite of passage From higher flames to ashes When you keep asking me so Why you worship something you can't see? You'd better hide from the storm Cause I can't tell the right from wrong You don't need anyone telling you which way to go And I get full of emptiness Surounded by the sorrow of this place That you kept calling a shelter for your prayers