Encore

We touched the walls of the city streets and
Dead ends plain, sadly showed us our ways
Of never asking whyCast down it was heaven sent and
To the church, no intent to repent on my knees
Just to cryUntil you travel to that place you can't come back
Where the last painting's gone and all that's left is blackGrey nights he's coming to me and
Some day they'll punish my deeds and they'll find
All the crimesBut then they ask when they gonna see them
Then they gonna ask to feel the ghosts, the walls, the dreams
We'll I've got mineAt last those coming came and they never looked back
With blinding stars in their eyes but all they saw was blackFooled them hoping to seem
Like a slave of evil but the product of greed and
It's not a mass so be honest with me
We can't afford to ignore that I'm the diseasePractical since we had to be and
When they were old they came back to me and they tried
Oh they triedAnd when you follow through and wind up on your back
Looking up at those stars in the sky those white clouds have turned it black