Sinners

Purest eyes, your purest eyes

Can see the things I see

Believe me when I pray to you

Before the dark consumes your soul

Come on

You little

Fighter

So you've nothing to go on

Just go on

Just go on

Startled boy, you're startled boy

Don't fear the things I see

Believe me when I pray to you

Just let the world exhume your soul

Come on

You little

Fighter

So you've nothing to go on

Just go on

Just go on

Come on

You little

Fighters

They just want you to suffer

Wither

Sinner