(Reuben) Twenty years, give or take It took that long to incubate But now our hate has come back home at last
The reason we're in such distress Confronted with our helplessness This mess is not some random circumstance We thought we got away, but not a chance
Don't ya hear, don't ya hear fate's warnin'? Don't ya know that we got his blood on our hands It's without any doubt, there's no questioning, yeah This is our reckoning
(Judah) Yes, I know we were guilty then But what about now? We can't bring Ben If we do, our Father will not survive I'm sorry too, I still see his face Some twenty years cannot erase The guilt of sin has only multiplied Now how I wish our brother was still alive
(Reuben) Don't ya hear, don't ya hear fate's warnin'? Don't ya know that we got his blood on our hands It's without any doubt, there's no questioning, yeah This is our reckoningTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
