Unforgiven Songtext
von Justin Sullivan

In the villages there are more dead than living
The careful quiet lives of the unforgiven
Secrets buried deep beneath the stones
And the bones and the oil stains
And the motorbikes from ride-by killings
Mary′s piercing gaze
In the stained glass windows framed in heaven's light above
The flickering candles
They tried to make a sanctuary here when the slavers came
But the doors were forced, they were dragged away in chains
On the wild island with its god unforgiving
His mouth is gaping sky, broken teeth made of mountain
The tombs of the families layered one upon another
Blood feuds and accidents, sister, brother
Nobody′s passed through these rusting
Gates for a hundred years or more
Where the flowers grow from solid rock On the wild island with its god unforgiving
His mouth is gaping sky, broken teeth made of mountain
As sharp as the crushed shells strewn along the shore
Sharp as the knives in their wedding clothes
Sharp as the light pouring from the sky
Sharp as the truth when you cannot tell it
The more dazzling the light, the darker is the shadow
You'd chosen an overgrown path for us to follow
It led us up and up through the whispering trees
But we will never find what's buried here
On the wild island with its god unforgiving
His mouth is gaping sky, black broken teeth made of mountain
We take the wild roads, you and I, past the red-brown empty corner
Peering the humming air high above the blue water
Still unforgiven, we′re still unforgiven
Still unforgiven