A Thin Line Between Profound And Profane Lyrics

time will pass before us and before the sun is gone we shall sing in victory as if it were our only song for the wicked here are brewing and a dark day we shall name as we surround ourselves in pleasure we subject ourselves to pain the life of a sinner is a song you've yet to sing but the tune is surely ringing in your ear inside you admire what the truth has come to be a false security to numb your deepest fear your hopeless bliss, your dreamless nightmare their endless bliss, their perfect nightmare a warrior I must become if I'm to see the morning sun some heartbeats fade, still mine beats on and still I strive to be reborn a warrior I must become if I'm to see the morning sun some heartbeats fade, still mine beats on and I must be reborn with the sword of belief at hand I still endure this wicked sorrow tempted by my quest for power and by my own selfish remains time will pass before us and before the sun is gone we shall sing in victory as if it were our only song now the time is gone and I pray to be forgiven I fear the day will come when my prayers will be too la