Donna Burke Sins Of The Father

Pride feeds their blackened hearts
And the thirst, must be quenched, to fuel hypocrisy
Cleansing flames, is the only way to repent
Renounce, what made you
Words that kill, would you speak them to me
With your breath so still, it makes me believe
The Sins never die, can't wash this blood off our hands
Let the world fear us all, it's just means to an end.
Our salvation lies, In the Father's sins, beyond the truth, let me suffer now
In my heart I just know that there's no way to light up the dark, in his eyes.