Now I can see that you're trying to ignore menLeaving my blood on your trailnWhere are the voices of those who adore me?nI wait for the truth to prevailnnLook in my mind, you can see that it's churningnFate is no crime, now the pages are burningnnNow as you ask from the grave for forgivenessnPromising riches of oldnLaugh in your face as I'm rolling in stitchesnAnd wait for the truth to be toldnnLook in my eyes, you can see that they're burningnFate is no crime, now the pages are turning