Saints of Fire

We are the lost Forgotten by all The wayward sons of earth Submission be damned Loyal to none but our own By virtue of scorn The fire was lit That guided our way through the dark Then on through the night Commited to face it alone Perpetual wounds That time couldn't heal Despised by those we once loved The warning was heard Then one by one they all fell Forced to bear the burden Of pain bestowed on me It feels maligned this point in time that seized our souls Slowly growing anger reveals apostacy The one whose name was called in vain has risen again All in your mind Seen through the eyes of a cold unfeeling ghost. See the rising sun through the falling rain. Anguish blinds the soul but seasons change All alone they call your name. An image conceived in your mind. Once again when night and day collide and winds arise to keep... Calling out again Tearing at your mind Haunting in your soul Raging in your heart Rising to control You feel entombed Frozen and alone The wound remains To endure You're holding on to a frozen point in time For far too long it keeps... Calling out again Tearing at your mind Haunting in your soul Raging in your heart Trying to control