Precious Lie
Byron Davis / Dallas Coyle / God Forbid
The weight of the world
Upon me, what do I seek?
The horror of what has become
The touch of your hand
She was a precious lie
I always dreamed of
Took lust into love
The power behind your eyes
Makes me believe
My faith in you
Can do no wrong
I would crash the gates of hell
Is this where I belong?