Prominent cross, high in the air Degradation underneath Who is worthy of love? Prominent cross, clouding the air Penance underneath Who is love worthy of? I'm sorry I held my hand To the flame again To honor that which Was taught to me by you, father I'm sorry I held your hand at all Visibility feeds, the lights go out Honorable men go with honorable men In the dark, I'm sorry I held my hand to the flame again To honor that which was taught to me by you, father