Shadow Of Murder

Young and in the Way

I wipe the blood from my hands
And wash the surface of time
I am left alone, empty and dying
My choices have made themselves
And lifted the weight of all

These dreams cripple me
The pressure pulls me down
Free, free at last
Freedom from all my past

I wipe the blood from my hands
And wash the surface of time
I am left alone, empty and dying
My choices have made themselves
And lifted the weight of all

There is nothing to fill this void
And tears still pour down my face
Free, free at last
For me nothing lasts