27 Years

[Lyrics:The Claymore&Music:The Claymore]You were the prophet in a foreign landYou were the idol to the dumb and blindYou were a legend and their sanctuaryYou took no prisoners on your last crusadeAnd you've been searching all your lifeYou've been falling from the edgeAnd you've been searching for the truthYou've been searching on and onTwenty-seven years -the hunger and the painDrowned in emptiness-the loss of innocenceTwenty-seven years- desperation everywhereTwenty- seven years - your age of consequencesTwenty-sevenYou gave the masses just what they wantYou took their money and their credit-cardsBut you couldn't buy their souls and tearsSo you killed yourself and faded awayAnd you've been searching all your lifeYou've been falling from the edgeAnd you've been searching for the truthYou've been searching on and onTwenty-seven years - the hunger and the painDrowned in emptiness- the loss of innocenceTwenty - seven years - desperation everywhereTwenty - seven years - your age of consequences