A Scarcity of Miracles
Night falls
As darkness reappears
The madness and the fears
Close behind them
Faith calls me
To question who I am
When neither myth nor man
Stand beside them
Say not what you were, but what you are
Daylight still my soul
Night falls
The secrets still remain
The panic and the pain
Still belies them
[Interlude]
Pizzaro and conquistadors
The debris and the metaphors
And the scarcity of miracles we'd found
Valverde and the battle lines
And everything it undermines
And the scarcity of miracles we’d found
A scarcity of miracles
Valverde and the battle lines
And everything it undermines
And the scarcity of miracles we'd found