Screams of Angels - Sins of the Fathers

Tekst piosenki:

Born with the mask of a saint, handshake of a king
The man all the children would follow
Raised to fight for the dream, the finest of things
The power hides everything hollow
All or nothing at all, despite so much pain
and all the destruction that trails him
Though the young world is watching,
He crushes his family,
and weeps as the money lust fails him

(Pre Chorus)
The hand that once rocked the cradle
Now has just pushed it aside
They beg for a moment of favor
He'll die for his pride

(Chorus)
THE SONS AND THE DAUGHTERS
WILL SUFFER THE SINS OF THE FATHERS

He, The spawn of the king,
Alone in a cell,
Defeated by what has become of him
Lost, recounting his life,
The chaos of youth,
He wasted the years in front of him
She is losing her mind,
Addiction sublime,
Surrounding herself with the dead elite
One directionless child,
She cries out for home,
Unloved and asleep at the devils feet

(Pre-Chorus)
The hand that once rocked the cradle
Watches it crash and burn
All by his hands it crumbles
And never returns...

(Chorus)
THE SONS AND THE DAUGHTERS
WILL SUFFER THE SINS OF THE FATHERS...