Artch - Apologia Lyrics
Alone in the darkness,I hide from the light.The dark is my fortress.So cold... the night.I've kept the traditionmy fathers held-high.The past is my prison.'till the day I die.So indicated, and yet - so obscure.Is everything fated ?How can I be sure ?Fear's been my kingdomand hate's been my course.I followed a blind-path;Blood-stained, with no remorseI see shadows! Are they...faces of the past ?I hear voices ! Are they...calling from the past ?Alone with conscience,I ask myself; Why...?But answers are hard to find.I can't break-away from my pride.I only did, what I was taught to be right,as my father would have done.Let "History" be my judge,when I'm long-dead, and gone.I see shadows! Are they...faces of the past ?I hear voices ! Are they...calling from the past ?Father! It's turned so cold.I see shadows! Are they...faces of the past ?I hear voices ! Are they...calling from the past ?
