Dream of abandoned lives
Creating sins full of hope
A state of minds scraping vast ideals.
Pierce the wall through vain emptiness
In every step we take, we endure
In every road we paved, we bloom
A state of minds scraping vast ideals.
Pierce the wall through vain emptiness.
Restraining hands (restraining hands)
Restricting motion
Deafening voices
Repressing existence
Through these storms and these flames
We're here standing still
Through the sadness and our joy
A triumph lies ahead
Vulture like watchers
circle above us
Silently waiting
our collapse
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