The Saint

I tried to prevent this.

How I wished that you were wrong

Bear with me a few more days.

You said you foresee things

This is for sure not a coincidence

This is not fate and it's not luck.

Maybe it is just meant to be...

Give me a moment to wonder

Give me a moment to fall apart

Give me a reason to keep you

Give me a reason for an excuse

We breathe the same air, you know

We feed on the same thoughts

We drink from the same spring

And all this is not enough...

We hide from the surface

We want to be left alone

We're searching for reasons

But answers do not exist

A crime is the thought itself

The implementation

Is only the consequence

Come face the things you did

Tell me where you've been

Tell me what you've seen

Tell me what you've heard

Tell me what you felt