Come to my aid My wit's end has begun My head demands three bleeding hands spite me
What's done is done Can't be outrun
Symptoms become Your own outcome
Tightening restraints are sure To kindle angry wildfires’ uprise Riot Condescension wrests from you Your final shred of well-to-do spirit Unnerve
Dominant ways Suffocating passion Tyrants arraign Castigate and worsen
Patience faded long ago I've had it up to here Authoritarian's size I can limit Weakened by self-confidence Fearing self-preservation Oppression’s mine to divide, divide
[Brendon Guitar Solo]
Indebted phase My wit's end has revolved Around dread I try to defend against
Kill for peace of mind Your hate errodes My skin cracks In seeps cold despair
In the end you’ll be Left without power and dying to leave Death may set you free But demons you’ve made are coming to feed
Master’s home Razed in line with the omen Final debt Paid, eternally suffer
Patience faded long ago I've had it up to here Authoritarian's size I can limit Weakened by self-confidence Fearing self-preservation Oppression’s mine to divide, divide Repression’s mine to deny, deny Comforted by my rise, my riseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
