Your commission was written in the sand
No emotion could ever stay your hand
No word of love or praise
At all the anger you have seen?
Does your blood run cold?
No light shines in your eye
No burning flame in your soul
If you're lonely you never show a sign
No devotion could ever change your mind
No illusion when your work is done
At all the anger you have seen?
Does your blood run cold?
No light shines in your eye
No burning flame in your soul