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I went down to the river and what did I see |
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The waters they ran bloody red |
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Ten thousand people all looking at me |
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Wishing that I was dead |
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The sins of my brothers they came down on me |
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I fled for my pleas were in vain |
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There was no pursuit they lacked strength but not hate |
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My conscience was left with a stain |
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Disillusioned and haunted |
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Now there's no sleep for me |
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We have the choice we have the strength |
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Now where's the will |
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I don't know 'bout your cravings |
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But I just can't stand still |
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Memories growing so distant with time |
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No longer do I even care |
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Still, when I wake up the screams in my head |
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Remind me of what I left there |
