Lyrics Sins on Sleeves - Hark

Won't you shine unto them shadows
Reveal secrets to come
Dig deep healer
Broke for broken
Shackled to every damned whim

Ne'r do wells
In your game of false glories
Maze of greys
Resting on saviours' stories

Gruel's day
The wind has blown
You bet it's what they asked for

Dual fray
The seeds have sown
You bet it's what they asked for

Wear your sins on sleeves