Dirty visions blur the end They mourning for lust they pay what it cost Innocents are guilty for their names We are all victim to fate and wisdom Right above all these missions I prefer the failure Saints, misunderstand the crimes They have made as martyrs Lies may cover far better Instead of heart fill with honest Truth has always been decayed With words got no conscious Dirty visions blur the end They mourning for lust they pay what it cost Innocents are guilty for their names We are all victim to fate and wisdom Hide your holy soul behind your skin of darkness Out your truly sin you've kept inside in your closet What we pretend? We all become the hungry killers We pray for something we don't deserve to feel ever We can't stand as one nation No one will save us now When passions gone Come what it may