We are the blow that buckles your knees. Your eyes aren't open.You'll never be set free. And every line we fear to cross will begin to blur. And if you live by the pen, you will die by the sword. Your voice is unwelcome here. You will be silenced by the horde. Ties that bind us, keeping us secure. Lies to hide us, deep inside your haven, your hive. We are the words that are lodged in the back of your throat, waiting to break through your teeth. Stand convinced with no conviction that we are cursed beyond a cure. Your voice is unwelcome here. You will be silenced by the horde. Ties that bind us, keeping us secure. Lies to hide us, deep inside your haven, your hive. So drink, drink deep, and die in the hive. It's so hard to find the truth in silence. Untie your tongue and clear the air that pollutes your ears. Ties that bind us, keeping us secure. Lies to hide us, deep inside your haven, your hive. This place you've chosen to hide, your haven, your hive. This place we've come to destroy, the haven, the hive.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
