Fire burns in the grate
The guilt burns in the breast
Of every prisoner

The guilty, the condemned
Death is red on their hands
The galling chains reminding

Every minute
The Law that was broken


Silent as the grave
Covering deeds, covering man
Eyes that pierce and blaze

Wounded hands, stretching out
To save


Moonlit nights on their knees
Stifling screams ready
To break from conscience

The voice of the innocent
So the time marches on
The future melts into the past

At last, the bitter reprieve

Silent as the grave

Covering deeds, covering man
Eyes that pierce and blaze
Wounded hands, stretching out

To save