Epica Veniality (orchestral Version)
Searching for what she can't find
For her own peace of mind
She can't forgive, nor forget the past
These ineffable feelings and hurt that last evermore
Bewail the truth, the face of fate
and conquer all the past
Don't enthrall yourself, let the penance begin
You've got to open your heart to see the confinement
Bewail the truth, the face of fate
and conquer all the past
It seems so futile, forgiveness, your freedom
The present state of veniality
Bewail the truth, the face of fate
and conquer all the past
Search for the light
and then you'll find your own peace of mind
