Pretend Guided Spirits - Guilded Souls
Valor in night the moon shone bright
A man walked out of the house
To never return to a room full
Of irredeemable people , with abandoned qualities
The words tattooed on the wrist, for remembrance
We are all just faces in mystery
We are all just faces in mystery
Once I was wrong and I went all alone
I couldn't remember the strength of my will
So I killed
My need for each one of my own
Connected secrets
She said when you choose to make your life honest
You'll be measuring your own grave
We are all just faces in mystery
We are all just faces in mystery
But only eyes could save him
The guided spirit lost him
On the road the traveler asked
Have guilded souls been found?
