The Broken Heart Of A Traitor

(álbum: The Frailty Of Words - 1999)

Will the waves of time wash away the pain in my heart?
Can I bury the knife that has pierced my soul
Or will I continue to turn it to remind me of my own blindness?
Because I find no touch of grace to surprise my eyes, or rest my spirit
And I have come to realize my good moments were forged in self deception...
And the question that plagues my mind...
Is grace enough? to build a bridge once burned,
To fill what is hollow with the substance of virtue
Though the wings of a dove have wiped the tears from my eyes
This tongue has fanned the flames of unforgiveness
But love suffers long and rejoices in truth...
And this imperfect creation is shortcoming
But striving none the less for that which is eternal