Before the Throne все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

On the edge of my throes, waiting here for death.
Take this heart, rip it out, there's not much of it left.
I've become numb; These filthy hands, this murderous heart,
There's no where left to run.
I'm crying out
I'm crying out for one last time, before I give this up.
And on my knees, I looked up to the skies and heard a voice whisper to me.
"I know your pain, and I know you've faced trials that seem too much to bear."