Final Time 

In this sign of your fine grace 
the tears that fall from your face 
all the memories that die for me 
it's a cruel road to home 
 
the moment of my truth 
drowned in fear after lose 
you'll creep inside my soul 
torn on the ligh! what have you done? 
 
I am waiting 
but I follow you 
you don't know what's going on 
there is a reason 
 
in your eyes I can see 
that I will never be free 
I feel your hate for me 
it's a mortal home 
 
I fighting with my fears 
a cold and lonely dead 
suck my hope and faith 
I'm afraid, come on hold my hand 
 
I am waiting 
but I follow you 
you don't know what's going on 
there is a reason