Sinners

Purest eyes, your purest eyes
Can see the things I see
Believe me when I pray to you
Before the dark consumes your soul

Come on
You little
Fighter
So you've nothing to go on
Just go on
Just go on

Startled boy, you're startled boy
Don't fear the things I see
Believe me when I pray to you
Just let the world exhume your soul

Come on
You little
Fighter
So you've nothing to go on
Just go on
Just go on
Come on
You little
Fighters
They just want you to suffer
Wither
Sinner



Credits
Writer(s): Bruce Soord
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