Imperium Play Of Compassion
I raise my hand to catch a thought within an imaginary word
Their voice is not but still I hear
Your sin I'll be, complicity will free you
Hear me out and once again bleed for me
Seems so strong but strength has failed
The idle standards that you praise
No part I am of lasting shame
Once again a loss of face
Words in lack of understanding
In this play of compassion
Forever they will keep embracing them
