Recast the stones Blind meddling upon the place we call our home Derivatives of serrated recollections taking form I'm on my own, my mind is made in the cold of suffering Crossing to a land of the heartless where we'll be dead regardless
A mind deceived, a lie we've lived We were offered a love for the loveless
Beyond this road There's another world we could carve out for ourselves We can't be slowed Breaking down the walls that divide us from our dreams
Do you hate me? Are you trying to forget the desolation and disdain? Holding down another lie to bring silence over another tragedy I swear, dissolution seeps in every breath we get to breathe Liberate ourselves from the open wounds so we can't admit defeat Block out the screams
Waking at night upon this bed of ash Taste the blood and get a scent of death while your children stand upon the throne of judgment Is this why you exist? To repel your reality?
Beyond this road There's another world we could carve out for ourselves We can't be slowed Breaking down the walls that divide us from our dreams
Is it so wrong to only want to go to the places that we loved? Ignore the silence that keeps us guessing if we're on our own
Something's watching, something's coming this way Sinking its teeth into the lives we've lost Taste the blood of your sons
Taste the blood and get a sense of the other side Can't do wrong when your reality's gone Taste the blood and get a sense of the other side Can't do wrong when your reality's gone
A mind deceived, a lie we've lived We were offered a love for the loveless
Beyond this road There's another world we could carve out for ourselves We can't be slowed Breaking down the walls that divide us from our dreams
Taste the blood, become one with death
Compositores: Brian Michael Wille, Christian Alexander Pulgarin (Christian Pulgarin), Christopher Paul Wiseman (Chris Wiseman), Ryan Steven Castaldi (Currents), Matthew Thomas Young ECAD: Obra #39904189