Killer
Andrew Woodson Black, Thomas Bartlett
Northern skies through the mist
Golden fields your parted lips
For all you caused us
For all you missed
For disappearing with a killer's kiss
I forgive you
I forgive you
I forgive you
I forgive you
Time forgets the casualties
Silence stirs with what might have been
For all we gave up
For all we lost
For disappearing with mother's cross
I forgive you
I forgive you
I forgive you
I forgive you
I forgave you
I forgave you
I forgave you
I forgave you