Saint/Sinner - Wolfcry

Holding the cross tight in his hand

He’s praying to save his soul again

The man who avoids the rules of life

He’s trying to keep his self alive

He’s done dirty deeds through all these years

And now he is chasing away the fears

Is it too late to realize?

His soul is condemned to burn in…

Hell, fire below the fall of mankind

A burning soul a life so lost

Though he fights to take control

Days, all full of sins and destruction

Years, filled with abnormal reactions

Sights, man could have never feared of

Saint or a sinner, the same lost soul

Praying as he kneels down to the ground

It’s time to say clear the things he’s done

Hoping for one more given chance

To clean his soul from all of these

But he has already lost his way

And now there is no escaping

Torture and pain from now on

His soul is condemned to burn in…

Weeping and crying oh!

He lusts for more and now

Is it too late for him, for resurrection?

His conscience ash to ash his body dust to dust

His soul will never be free again