Veniality
Epica
Searching for what she can't find
For her own peace of mind
She can't forgive, nor forget the past
These ineffable feelings and hurt that last evermore
Bewail the truth, the face of fate, and conquer all the past
Don't employ yourself, let the penance begin
You've got to open your heart
To see the confinement
Bewail the truth, the face of fate, and conquer all the past
Bewail the truth, the face of fate, and conquer all the past
These seem so futile, forget this, your freedom
The present state of veniality
Bewail the truth, the face of fate, and conquer all the past
Bewail the truth, the face of fate, and conquer all the past
Bewail the truth, the face of fate, and conquer all the past
Search for the right, and then you'll find
Your own peace of mind
