Scapeson - To Speak Of Wolves

Let me be your mirror

Let me show you your shame

Don’t turn your face away

Reflections can change

My hands are tired

From the weight of empty words

Make it up to me

Like you said you would

Turn this tide for me

Like you said you could

Make it back to me

From the wreckage of the flood

Validate my sorrow

Validate my pain

You know you owe me this…

This debt unpaid

I am the mess you made

You’re removed from your throne

And I know not, the way back

I can’t forgive you

God no longer hears my prayers

Validate my pain

Validate my sorrow

Maybe I can change

I don’t know the way