An image of power
Awaiting their fame
Control and devour
Inflicting the pain
This feeling of anger that's burning inside
They left us no reason to stay in the light
And minute by minute they rewrite the script
But now is the hour to crash the deceit
I hear, I hear, I hear the cries of the lost
I feel, I feel, I feel the pain of our souls
I hear, I hear, I hear the cries of the lost
I tear, I tear, I tear the icons of the wrong
They said that nothing is wrong
We told the ones that we love
They said that nothing is wrong
There seems to be no hope
What have they dealt?
What have they made?
What games they played?
What hopes they failed?
What have they thought?
What have they brought?
What pains they bought?
What truths they fought?
The air that we breathe is the gold in their eye
They will live in greed, and we will bleed in hate
Forced upon our flesh
When the metal burns
Like a force of death
The air that we breathe is the gold in their eye
They will live in greed, and we will bleed in hate
Forced upon our flesh
When the metal burns
Like a force of death
In our darkest hour
Who will be saved?
We fight with the fire
To rescue our fate
As vultures surround our decaying life
We start from the darkness to search for the light
No words of compassion
No sympathy face
Will help us survive this unfairly race.
I hear, I hear, I hear the wrath of the lost
I see, I see, I see the path of our souls
I hear, I hear, I hear the wrath of the lost
I yearn, I yearn, I yearn the anguish of the pawns
They said that they were just pawns
Behold, the damage was done
They said that they were just pawns
How can we seem to cope?
What have they felt?
What have they aimed?
What tears they shed?
And was it fake?
What have they sought?
What have they mocked?
What lies they sold?
What trust they broke?
The air that we breathe is the gold in their eye
They will live in greed, and we will bleed in hate
Forced upon our flesh
When the metal burns
Like a force of death
The air that we breathe is the gold in their eye
They will live in greed, and we will bleed in hate
Forced upon our flesh
When the metal burns
Like a force of death
Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate!
Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate!
Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate!
Hate! Hate!
The air that we breathe is the gold in their eye
They will live in greed, and we will bleed in hate
Forced upon our flesh
When the metal burns
Like a force of death
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