My broken wings weigh me down, lifting my withered body off the ground. Hovering above the black of this earth, viewing an ending face in dirt. I can't see the light, this time I might, throw it all away. Throw it away. I gave too much to ever get it back, breaking myself broken in half. Grasping for control my aching hands, claw at the earths desolate land. Don't mourn the effort, of countless attempts to soar, faceless and forgotten, is the pain I endure. Pain is the cleanser of all things un-pure. Tear at the skin, carry me away, seal tight your lips, judge me another day. All we see, is evil when we're down so far, smothered by the weight, feeble we are. We have been lied to the truth we won't hold, the genocide we're creating out of fears be told. I can't see the light this time I might throw it all away.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
