no ttime for mourning   no time for guilt   these endless hours go nowhere      no time for forgiveness   no time to care   my eyes a cold and vacant stare      my self resentment has made me cold      no use in trying   you'll always fail   you're sent into the walls of hell      no time for mercy   no time for doubt   you're waitint for that final hour      my self resentment has made me cold   these broken arms still hold their own      watching waiting   feeiling sober, wanting to be my own      no time for crying   you're sealed your fate   you're sent into the walls of hate      my self resentment has made me cold   these broken arms still hold their own   my self resentment