Loud - 09. Bad conscience

In the shadows, whispers creep
Voices call while hearts still weep
In a church, with eyes so cold
We walk that road
In the shadows, whispers creep
Voices call while hearts still weep
In a church, with eyes so cold
Guides us through as stories unfold

From solid trees, our fate is drawn
Silver threads, we ride till dawn
A thousand lives, they come, they pass
Karma's grip, it holds us fast
In the shadows, whispers creep
Voices call while hearts still weep
In a church, with eyes so cold
Guides us through as stories unfold

This starlight's glow, true's hard to chase
Lines of fate, we cap to race
Unseen eyes, the judge stands tall
Guiding us as we rise and fall
In the shadows, whispers creep
Voices call while hearts still weep
In a church, with eyes so cold
Guides us through as stories unfold

In the shadows, whispers creep
Voices call while hearts still weep
In a church, with eyes so cold
Guides us through as stories unfold
Final, final hour draws near
In a church, remove all fear
Leads us through the storm and strife
In endless love, we find new life

When the final hour draws near
In the church, remove all fear
Leads us through the storm and strife
In endless love, we find new life

It’s about whispers of karma and finding light beyond the shadows.

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