fearless and cold
building the road to my Calvary
strong is my steel
dark is my mind
carmine the ground that I tread
faith in my godkeeps me alive
but when does my faith turn to doubt
silently watching the rain
carving the earth on my grave
lord you know that I prayed
one for the glory
and one for the souls that I've slain
how will I know
how could I tell
where would I find some serenity
sowing the seed
unwounded I bleed
lord won't you show me the way
christ is the cross that I bear
god is the will of my war
faint are the voices I hear
whispers of glory...
christ is the cry of despair
cursing the day I was born
this is the faith that we share
left with the glory
and suffering of souls that we've torn
