Alba s touto skladbou:
Son Of The Morning,
Host ,
Rest I have not found…
They keep coming, keep coming, keep crawling right through my teeth
They keep coming, keep coming, your children I feed off to keep awake…
Long enough to meet the next little sheep
Long enough to meet the next to buy every word I preach…
It’s like I was born to rip the flesh from her bones
Forever stalking streets for the next one
I’ve found I can run faster, faster than guilt could ever
I’ve found once a man lets virtue aside, he finds sweet what follows
I’ve found that I can run faster than guilt could ever
I’m bleeding while you’re leading for my enemy
How could you really think that I am worth this rescuing?
I wish you to be, I could be, the one who pleases me so much
You to be more than me because I can reach through anything
I wish you to be, I could be, the one who please me so much
You to be, more than me, my arms are reaching
You’re reaching out to a dog that’s tasted and turned
Why? Why waste your time when I’ve found my strength in another?
Can you see more in me? Can you really see more than just a beast?
I’m bleeding so you can be the one who pleases me
I’m sorry, but I just can’t justify this rescuing
You can’t see fairness as your clarity
The better man is what your heart wants to be,
but you rape every trusted chance I bring your way
If justice you seek, in death it should be
I wish you to be, I could be, the one who pleases me so much
You could be more than me because I can reach through anything
I want you to be, to believe, the one who pleases me
Will you? You could be, take me my arms are reaching
I don’t want to be the father who has to watch his daughter
Be conned and stripped bare by a monster like me
God, put me to sleep
