All through the years
I tried to build myself a home.
All through the tears
I need to face it, I’m alone.
A king without a throne.
To cry out loud now I am prone.
If there’s a God in heaven, which I doubt,
he ought to know my desperation.
Come and scream my name out loud,
grant me my divine salvation!
All through the nights
I tried to find my beacon.
All those losing fights,
I stood them on my own
I need to see you beckon
me to carry on
to carry on, to carry on and on and on.
If there’s a God in heaven, which I doubt,
he ought to know my desperation.
Come and scream my name out loud,
grant me my divine salvation!
In this great white open plain
I stand here all alone.
Through all the sorrow and the pain
I face my devils on my own.
Come see me fight my fear
Come to see me lose my faith
Come to see me dying here
Come see my crying face, crying face, crying face.
If there’s a God in heaven, which I doubt,
he ought to know my desperation.
Come and scream my name out loud,
grant me my divine salvation!
Come see me fight my fear
Come to see me lose my faith
Come to see me dying here
Come see my crying face, crying face, crying face.
Come see my crying face, crying face, crying face.
Come see my crying face, my crying face.
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