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how can i begin to comprehend my every sin or at least describe it? i have had it up and down my throat is shoved with voices that can't say enough it's drowning my own i see the sense in its belief i see the tension underneath disfigures my often dying memory little boy alone and all standing by the altar small and trying for a miracle staring at the candle flame i heard that it will call your name if you have faith but not a trace when i wake up often wondered "did i dream?" growing up with minor falls major falls have made their calls a stranger in his own wake i listened to my mum and dad the best a child could ever have i owe it all to them. Aus Songtexte Mania