Black - Live

We touched the walls of a city streets' and
Didn't explain as sadly sold as always of never asking why.
Cast down it was heaven sent and to the church noone intent to repent on my knees just to cry.

Until you travel to that place you can't come back.
Where the last pain is gone and all that's left is black.

Burn night sees it coming to me and some day they punish my deeds and then find all the crimes
But then they ask when you going to see them
Then they go and ask to fed the ghost the walls the dreams that rock our minds

At last those coming came and they never looked back.
With blinding stars in their eyes but all they saw was black.

Fooled them hoping to seem like the sweat of evil but the pride of greed and it's not a mask so be honest with me but can't afford to ignore that i'm a disease
Practical since we had to be and when they were old they came back to me and they tried oh they tried

And when you follow through and wonder on your back
Looking up on the those stars in the sky those white clouds drifting dead black.