Mother's arms in young days
 Black promises white betrayals
 Just to kill faith
 Father's eye crucified
 Love in a great bed of lament
 Ignoring tears

 Taste the sweetness of pain
 Pain
 Drink all the pain
 In your veins

 Who's this man looking sad?
 Walking slowly speaking lonely
 Singing old prayers
 To the wind
 Who's this child of desire?
 Captured by his own freedom
 Ignoring his faith

 Taste the sweetness of pain
 Pain
 Drink all the pain
 In your veins

 Taste the sweetness of pain
 Pain
 In your veins