We can not stop ourselves,
so we just keep on going,
knowing that somewhere else
the horror plays and plays again

We are healed by someones gift
of unearned and unwanted love
But zombie-like it stalks
the world that we are living in
it stalks the world we're living in
It stalks the world!

We are all forgiven

One buries it deep
in a vaulted, leadlined chamber
the other keeps it in his heart
Always remember

We are the darkened children,
we need forgiveness
for what we suffer innocent
Guilt is the trademark
of our generation,
burned into our flesh
of memories

We are all forgiven

One buries it deep
in a vaulted, leadlined chamber
the other keeps it in his heart
Always remember