Take my hand, are you waiting to say me It's a great mistake? But there is no fear to feel Our path is, the one made possible I regret nothing There's no future We did away with empathy Home is calling But my hands are all washed in blood No resolve can’t just raise me out For tomorrow, I'll burn my heart As I see, the table turning On my way, no life was the one I seek May we hear, screams of what I keep Falling in, the light of your eyes And silence is broken There's a future To fade away with our dream Home is calling But my hands are all washed in blood No resolve can’t just raise me out For tomorrow, I'll burn my heart As I see, the table turning As I reach my dead end And turn into a lie Oh, the only way out As I embrace my fall Home is calling But my hands are all washed in blood No resolve can’t just raise me out For tomorrow, I'll burn my heart As I see, the table turning