5 acessos
Is a lie just the truth
uncovered and relinquished
a passion for all young fools
Is a lie just the truth
a question left unanswered
to feed the failure of our choices
And in my hands our blood recovered
And for our faith we're undeserved
And in my hands our blood recovered
And in your faith completely
Do we wait all this time
and follow blindly hating,
killing all that we survey
Must we hate all this time
and let our anger lead us,
lead us to our bitter end
Your wasting our time
(turn the light's out when you leave)
When everything's said and done
we're dead buried
And will this never end,
I'm tired of all this walking
and if this never ends I'll walk
until my feet are bleeding