Do I want to be right or be redeemed? Will I be brilliant at the cost Of being obscene? There is a life in this world And then the other side Time and space are curved by sin And might and pride Do I want to be right or be redeemed?
Through my eyes is the power of punishment To not look or recognize Is the same as looking in judgement Every action, every thought is alive Whether slave or free, artist or scribe.
We are all here for each other you see Not to be uniform but to live in unity. It is a glorious debt I can never repay It is an unending wet I cannot dry away
It is a joyous heart beating Through the din of alone It is a defeat retreating And turning to stone It's the darkness of night relinquishing power To the roar of the dawn It's a thousand spring flowers bursting into song
It is the deafening quiet just before the storm The lion of love without shape without form It is that place where all that is not music Is silence - It is redemption Do I want to be right or be redeemed? Will I be brilliant at the cost Of being obscene? There is a life in this world And then the other side Time and space are curved by sin And might and pride Do I want to be right or be redeemed?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
