Before the Dawn

I gave my speech, I took my stand
Draw my marks into the sand
And waited for the tide to wash away my faults
With violence I purify, with rusty nails I crucify
The other one behind the broken mirror on the wall
I take a step towards death, each time little dreamer dies inside
I take a step towards death, each time little dreamer cries inside
The purgatory burns inside, I perish at the stake for crimes
Of other one behind the broken mirror on the wall
Disgrace me and break me
Burn my wings and re-arrange me
Still bleeding and feeding
With blood the angels of decay