Conscience — Front Line Assembly

Deep inside My forgotten world This restless soul Washed away

Anticipate For better days A hopeless world Slipping away

Blurs of serenity Hate forever burns Crucified from above Despite it all we never learn

So fragile, so faint So damaged, yet so stained

Underneath it all hurts Despite the calm It all went wrong

Disappear in an empty hole A darkened void to fill a space

A raging storm Churns below Final moments To erase