Out here there are no stars
No heroes to be sung
This infinity has no smell
This heaven has no hellTHAT'S WHAT WE ARE- IMMACULATE
GOD IS REACHING OUT FOR YOU- IMMACULATERiding fast without the speed
Sleeping deep beneath the sky
Caring proudly for the shield
You can't touch my being dressed in whiteWere only waiting for tomorrow
Without the sins and all the sorrowFlawless until you crave the truth
Guarding pride with sk**s of lyingWith the souls of anger made
If you point the blade will fall