Letras:The Devil Wears Prada. Dez Moines.

Fall to your knees (accomplishing nothing)
fall to your knees only to exercise your schedule
abandon calendar
what has come with such preaching is loneliness
profit: zero. achievement: zero
forward can't be stopped, it just goes to show that some words are useless
take all your medals, take all your ribbons, take all your awards, take them back to the ground
our youth is lost; a product of the created circumstances
all i can say is "maybe"
all i can say is maybe this is what i've been expecting all along
now's the time of weakness, now's the time of blood
perhaps even the whole-hearted had wished for this
now's the time of weakness, now's the time of blood, and still the time of lions
push everything
force everything
we've all sung of the end, but who truly understands it? all along
forward can't be stopped, it just goes to show that some words are useless
take all your medals, take all your ribbons, take all your awards, take them back to the ground