Shut out the darkness that feeds on sour soul Shed all the scales of sorrow fixed to your flesh Are despair and frustration your comfort and defense? Your enemy prevails while you’re betrayed from within
Adversaries unnumbered assail Even the walls close in against you But will you forge yourself a cage While the battle rages nearer?
How many veins have bled amiss When the dark tempts me to forget the dawn is so near
Cast down the tyrant whom you have enthroned Cleanse the temple of your mind Self-pity, complacence and apathy open the gates To welcome the conquest of failure
Look at the broken, look on the weak How many fall with none to raise them? Why would you choose the bonds of a slave When you can bear the wounds of a savior?
How many veins have bled for you Don’t tempt the dark, while the dawn is so nearTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
