On a Clouded Morning

The thought of denying

Never crossed my mind

Of people crucifying

I feel you all the time

Because you are my hate

Refusing the ring

I can't even argue

On a clouded morning

A slowly acceptance

Now closer to god

The parting of angels

My kind has no blood

You'll have me dead

It's not like, you'll fight

There's a sight, I'd love to see

I see you coming

Leaving me, violently

Dare to be, on your way

The faith of your hand

Controlling the game

And acting a man

Will have my revenge