With every gust of wind We're blown further back Forgetting more and more of our past We sought to paint the world with our vision Bitter times of our punishment grow far and wide, ignored Isâyoungâdemiseânotâwhatâyouâwishedâfor?
The sky, itâswellsâand sings Begging forâdeath at the hands of our misery Blind pride was our disease The world will feel the sting The sky, it swells and sings Begging for death at the hands of our misery Blind pride was our disease Do you accept your fate?
If I fall into the sky Who would I begin to blame? Reaching further from the light We become what we have made Serenity, always running from me Can you feel it? Dark clouds fill the sky
As the sun begins to fade We're swallowed in A violent catastrophe begins We are facing the end We have found the death we seek Torn apart at the dawn of suffering Broken homes, decaying streets Torn apart at the dawn of suffering Chasms open beyond the scale of our perception Disassociated with reality
The sky, it swells and sings Begging for death at the hands of our misery Blind pride was our disease Do you accept your fate?
If I fall into the sky Who would I begin to blame? Reaching further from the light We become what we have made Serenity, always running from me Can you feel it? Dark clouds fill the sky
To know I am at fault I bite my tongue and hang my head in shame But I know from one look in your eyes All along you've deceived me
Why would I ever want this? Digging through the depths and cutting through the cracks All I wanted was to shape the earth for you And all you wanted was the knife digging through my back Why would I ever want this? Digging through the depths and cutting through the cracks All I wanted was to shape the earth for you And all you wanted was the knife digging through my back
Compositores: Brian Michael Wille, Christian Alexander Pulgarin (Christian Pulgarin), Christopher Paul Wiseman (Chris Wiseman), Ryan Steven Castaldi (Currents), Matthew Thomas Young ECAD: Obra #39324664