Gather All My Sins
Zachary Phillip Wylde
Skies of fire
Wings of death
Today, will I breathe
My final breath?
Do I gather all my sins
Or will my maker spare me once again?
Skies of black
The endless graves
Will I walk with death
Or will I be saved?
Do I gather all my sins
Or will my maker spare me once again?
Gather, gather all my sins
Skies that mourn
The war of man
Rains of death
One understands
Do I gather all my sins
Or will my maker spare me once again?