I know now more than ever that everything I've done was meant to be, it comes as warmth and painted silver, a toss to our simplicity
Shatter the days of old and turn your journal's pages slowly an era is come to an end, an evident to yours presence only
An emotional gambit, a game to play and war to win, every battle won we still feel we lost it, our personal agendas glowing thin
Through the walls of dejection I found myself a Breach Hell hath no fury as the wounded wolves, four hands grasp granting swifter slight of moves
Where others seem blurry and they have no effect anymore you told me a change was coming and I embraced it without sores
The colder my hands will grow the stronger my shoulder will be
An emotional gambit, a game to play and war to win, every battle won we still feel we lost it, our personal agendas glowing thin
Through the walls of dejection I found myself a Breach Hell hath no fury as the wounded wolves, four hands grasp granting swifter slight of movesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
