Love of a Father (Quiet Version)

This empty soul I can't rid myself of the burden Comfort in what I know I mindlessly mouth my part of the sermon Pay your respects My mortal debt Nothing smothers hope quite like a death Undress me do it gently Wash the blood out of my dress Survive alone Live like a slave and die like a martyr I'll find my own Forgiveness without the love of a father Pay your respects My mortal debt Nothing brings remorse quite like a death Undress me do it gently Say the pray under your breath Renounce his name Inherited shame passed down like a cancer My hate restrained Conceive a disease of my own to harbour Pay your respects My mortal debt Nothing brings remorse quite like a death Undress me do it gently Say the prayer under your breath