Seven Kinds Of Sin

With golden wings of fire
He's flown away across the fields
'Cause nobody answers when he calls
I knew this time would come
Like winters hand of frozen steel
Riding a stallion down the hall

Seven times I've heard my conscience cry
I've never worked out
Why I need to live this tainted life?

I cast a careless glance
Into the lake of my desires
Such are reflections on all that's passed
And if I stare too hard
The ripples dance and call me liar
How do they know me? I've never asked

Seven times I've heard my conscience cry
I've never worked out
Why I need to live this tainted life?

How do I feel right now?
Suddenly I'm not sure
Slowly we all fall down

I'm waking up at last
With bitter aftertastes of guilt
Shooting deserters we fired at will
And there's a silhouette
A faceless shape that we have built
Scratching the dirt on the distant hills

Seven times I've heard my conscience cry
I've never worked out
Why I need to live this tainted life?

How do I feel right now?
Suddenly I'm not sure
Slowly we all fall down
Like broken horses



Credits
Writer(s): Nigel Pollard, Simon Allard, Ian Gibson, Tony Mcguinness, Juliette Sainsbury
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