Lids torn from your eyes
Washing over lies
Infatuation with the colour of life
Taking pleasure from the bloodied frail.
By the day hope is dying
Claims his rightful pillage
To partake of the fallens blood.
But we're still starving don't hesitate to count on me
I will stand beside you we'll always defend you in any situation
When glass is broken and a body falls, tangled and stretched
Where survival is costly, but carelessness is affordable by all.
I see a mask hiding fears
From a bird that is dying
How can you hate me so much.
Taken and destroyed
This animation a broken design open your eyes
Can you find a reason to live this life?
written by tom needles
Washing over lies
Infatuation with the colour of life
Taking pleasure from the bloodied frail.
By the day hope is dying
Claims his rightful pillage
To partake of the fallens blood.
But we're still starving don't hesitate to count on me
I will stand beside you we'll always defend you in any situation
When glass is broken and a body falls, tangled and stretched
Where survival is costly, but carelessness is affordable by all.
I see a mask hiding fears
From a bird that is dying
How can you hate me so much.
Taken and destroyed
This animation a broken design open your eyes
Can you find a reason to live this life?
written by tom needles
