You can run with the rabbits or hunt with the hounds As opposition grows they now hold the crown But reserve panic and malice for another day The game is more complicated then they say It's purely chaos and noise but in there is beauty A formulaic cacophony has never seemed so pretty These conditions consuming until people drown And once you let go, you can see a way out
Pressing forwards Through this hell Will you make it? Sound of Nell Noble demons Cannot know Paths you wander On the road Moments calling Cannot pass Compulsions lie They won't last Open entries Gateless gates Hero's journey Is your fate
This shot at liberation falls into our hands The whispers of dissent from higher command Unfocused energy results in this waste Conditioned at birth to submit to disgrace
Staring at you Changing face This Controller Made mistakes Thinking quickly Move ahead Draw your weapon Leave it dead Soon you realize That it's you Ego Masking Point of view Clock is waiting Moment neigh Embrace release No more lies
This shot at liberation falls into our hands The whispers of dissent from higher command Dramatic opulence won't save you from fate You will suffer to this trial of rageTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
