Lyrics

The night sky is brightened by the stars above my head
I'm left with this strange sensation
An invitation to a new sort of frustration
I see it clearly
I've been misled by the dead
Won't you come and lie here in my bed

Oh

Burdened by the path laid out before me
Searching to fill the void of my passive mind
The stigma of my lies will always be my sinister vice
A fall from grace might not be far away

Ah

Let the pain wash away
Let the pain wash away
Let the pain wash away

Let the pain wash away
Let the pain wash away