Maybe we’ll never learn? The fire at the gates is our saving grace Remember, we were born to burn There is a holy hell, where we can save ourselves
We will be cast out of paradise It’s a long ascent out of the black But we all have to sacrifice Hang the iconoclast And kiss the feet of the amnesiac ‘Cause the moment is dead when I’m lost in the past
But now the rivers are running red And the skies have been set ablaze I’ve been fearing the worst again Heavenly terrorist Have you been mourning over yesterday? Don’t forget to breathe when the knife begins to twist
Fuck this self pity It’s not that hard to see We get one chance These wounds will set me free There’s poison on the key It brings you to your knees But even the mountains erode in the rain
A single spark can start a forest fire Light one match and burn down the empire There’s gold buried in the blue There’s gold buried in the blue
Holy Hell, I’ve got nothing left to lose And I can tell, there’s gold buried in the blueTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
