Anastasia

And stay these hands You know how weak I've become And give me the strength to overcome The ones that are lost, defeated, the damned, the ones I love And we are orphans and ghosts Orphans and ghosts Orphans and ghosts Orphans and ghosts I want to feel grace to kiss its gentle face I have become so weary, so tired from the sins that I carry Oh God, what have I done? And who have I become? I could see Hell in my eyes But it's the closest that I have felt to Heaven in this life He found Jesus in a needle, but he's not a holy man She only knew of love in story books she wished she'd never read Now we are orphans and ghost Among the world we live alone But you are not alone My love, my love, my love, my love Love, you are not alone What a travesty it is to wash away our sins We are baptized in regret We speak in tongues And what a travesty it is to wash away our sins We are baptized in regret I want to feel grace to kiss its gentle face I have become so weary, so tired from the sins that I carry Oh God, what have I done? And who have I become? I could see Hell in my eyes But it's the closest that I have felt to Heaven in this life What a travesty it is to wash away our sins We are travesties, we are We are, oh yeah