They often spoke of a place Divine in all its grace Meticulous in blinding us with their synthetic lies
Encapsulate Our fear and uncertainty In story's told by prophets from another time
Punishment for the weak Nirvana for those who blur the lines of morality This future seems so bleak As we come to terms with our mortality
My Elysium Will make me succumb To the Eden inside My Elysium Condemns what I've done And blackens my once sacred paradise
My Elysium Will make me succumb To the Eden inside My Elysium Condemns what I've done And blackens my once sacred paradise
You seem conflicted So paint a picture Mothers, fathers holding sons and daughters tights The tide is turning Good judgement Overruling gods and kings and past designs
My Elysium Will make me succumb To the Eden inside My Elysium Condemns what I've done And blackens my once sacred paradiseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
