Sister, do not pray for me
there is no forgiveness here
just the longest, darkest night
and my peoples end

brother, many are crooked days we spent
telling tales and making myths
sharpening our tongues for the final fight
yet doing little bur growing old

I was never a religious man
so why should I put my faith in you?
you burned you bridges a longe time ago
I'm a heathen, searching for his soul