Dead Can Dance - The Trial

All my senses rebel Under the scrutiny of their persistent gaze Until you left her to the...? ? ? A journey Ill never make again For those who have accepted the burden of shame For the innocent only words will remain And our lives will be forced to ? ? ? days The perpetrators of our own bastard ways All my senses rebel Under the scrutiny of their persistent gaze Until you left her to the...? ? ? A journey Ill never make again I stand accused of a thousand and one crimes A witness to events that went to this point in time With traditions enshrined our hands would be close tied Well never survive the great test of time Deliver me from these feverish eyes They threaten to advance our state of mind Im just an imposter, is that a small surprise? A sense of guilt A sense of guilt A sense of guilt A sense of guilt