: Sing now seraph, find the calm within your soul Bring us closer to the flame that guides us home
: Ever since the day that I was made I?ve been deciding the end And I was made of wood and stone and won?t diminish or bend So when the heavy hand of
: These eyes, they will gaze and reflect And gauge every thought I reject No sway of stance in changing times Just a narrow mind commanding respect We
: Through the clouds of fallen ash, A lonely mother?s cry Among the fields of broken glass The loyal few will arise Faith now regained Finding strength
: We flow with bitter words that file sharp our teeth And we bite off our own tongues We trample any trace of your divinity?s hope And we sacrifice our
: So now you?re suffering the fallacy of what you said When you uncover the depression from where you?ve tread Breathe over the glass you wrote on Swallow
: Bow down- before the god of cash The philosophy of modern man is leaking fast No foundation for the frame by which you set your mind Just a legacy
: There you stood in disbelief, Trying all you could to se through these lies And every word that I could breathe, Would you find more inclined to leave
: I don?t belong here I never saw this on the path I walk The blood-stained walls, the lines of chalk on the floor It?s getting so hard I never saw the
: Time has had it's way with me. My broken tired hands cant build a thing. The wires that have held me still embedded now in flesh to find my will. The
: All hail the newborn sin Reject the boundaries and soak the cancer in Hope kills the filth you crave So bleed the truth out and fall into that grave
: [Written by Theodore B. Parsons and Thomas Michael Victor (C) SONY/ATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP)] Nothing breeds more contempt for this world Than memories
Time has had it's way with me My broken, tired hands can't build a thing The wires that have held me still Embedded now in flesh, define my will The
There you stood in disbelief Trying all you could to see Through these lies And every word that I could breathe Would find you more inclined to leave
So now you're suffering the fallacy of what you said When you uncover the depression from where you've tread Breathe over the glass you wrote on Swallow
These eyes, they will gaze and reflect And gauge every thought I reject Now sway of stance in changing times Just a narrow mind commanding respect We
Nothing breeds more contempt for this world Than memories now formed Every moment a new seed Is grown to no reason, the trouble unfolds For the trials
Bow down before the God of cash The philosophy of modern man is sinking fast No foundation for the frame by which you set your mind Just a legacy of fiction
