Texty: Testament. Low. Hail Mary.

I am alive, I feel dirt in my eyes
There's no escape when redemption is lost
I'm not a saint there's no use to looking
No sins to deny just my will to go on

Arms of darkness embrace me in madness
In my life it's mandatory
So hard to resist you, I still can't forgive you
For sins that I cannot wash away

Hail Mary full of grace
Throw some light upon this race
Intertwining final breath
Now in the hour of death

Bound by the lies of constant denial
Pay for my sins that I bear for a child
I'm not a saint there's no use denying
Falling from grace is my reason to go on

Hail Mary full of grace
Push me down and kick me in my face
Intertwining final breath
Now in the hour of death