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 are, but what you were
Daylight still my soul

Night falls
The secret still remain
The panic and the pain
Still belies them

Pizzaro and conquistadors
The debris and the metaphors
And the scarcity of miracles he'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

A scarcity of miracles