The look on your face is a terrible thing I kept telling myself we're well if we sang But I had a hard time believing it (believing it, believing it) Neck deep and the tide on the rise Pain in your heart, fear in your eyes The voices ring out you won't get out alive The fire grows, the fire grows Release my soul it's coming home So back down.
And now I know there's more to this weary soul Than this face that still haunts me It's all out war and only the mirror knows You're still overwhelming me You're still overwhelming me
Lift up the banner Dig out the graves No more surrender There's hell to be paid Tie down the hatches Armor the gates The war is within you And there's no escape Lift up the banner, dig out the graves Because hope is needed the most for the vessel breaking in the waves Lift up the banner, dig out the graves!
And now I know there's more to this weary soul Than this face that still haunts me It's all out war and only the mirror knows You're still overwhelming me
You're still overwhelming me The price of these vices is far to steep You're still overwhelming me The price of these vices is far to steep You're still overwhelming me The price of these vices is far to steep
You're still overwhelming me Overwhelming me
And cursed is this body lost from the light That battles the soul and feeds on the vice And I'm just a corpse cold dead and white But YOU are the fire that brought me to lifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
