All that we have found, what we have found
All my sins one and all, all incensed one and all
All make sense, to the enemy
In the end, would you fall again
In the end, could you see
Till the end, would you crawl again
Honesty through pain
In the end, would you fall again
In the end, could you see
Till the end, would you crawl again
Honesty through pain
All that we hold proud, beneath the ground
All my sins one and all, all incensed one and all
All make sense, to the enemy
In the end, would you fall again
In the end, could you see
Till the end, would you crawl again
Honesty through pain