Tell me what to do when I'm sorry doesn't fix it
tell me what to do when a warm touch can't chase the pain away
evil was only a myth, a storybook villian
now it's so real, and I can't find my cross
Figures in the mist, threatening
but always millions of miles away.
Closing in fast from every direction
the distance less and less
Tell me what to do when the demons stop running from me
tell me what to say to scare them away
I was a god, they the guilty Soddomites
Salt or no they fear no more my wrath.
Voices in the hall, echoing through the years
Legends , murmers, lies of past lives
louder and louder they grow
listening less but hearing more
Tell me what to do . . .
when I cause someone pain
Tell me what to do . . .
I fear I will again.
