Half drowned in these holes
We've dug for ourselves
How
Instrumental
Awaken from this slumber
Awaken from this dream
Remove this blindfold
Of perfect
With A hope for purity
you offer up your hands and
Born into this world
a fragile being so becomes aclloused by
These memories they fade quick with every breath
I realize with
And in the presence of that evening
charged with meaning and
With the blood of millions on your hands the human
Legions bow to a faceless God
faithful to their lord
willing to
Give it all every last breath
When the centuries pass
We are
now show me the reason
behind your actions
that left me alone
and
Instrumental
Remove this blade
That has been shoved in my back
At a
Realized under the cover of darkness
we are the dreams and
Born into this world
a fragile being so becomes aclloused by
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