Instrumental
"Days of glory Left in the past This perfect day Will be the last As time has come, Forefathers blessed Soon to join you I'll lay to rest..." (Written
say He's our tomorrow, just as much as we are his yesterday A lonely grave and soon forgot Only wind and leaves lament his mournful song Yet, they shout his epitaph
You said you could not love, Instead you love to hate, ?The liars and the vampires will break these bloody chains. ? You say you cannot love, Inside
[DJ Spin One cuts up] "I know you hate to hear the drama" x3 "the drama's all we know" "I know you hate to hear the drama" "the drama's all we know
I hate this world where I was born I loathe the knowledge pretention The ethics and virtue mankind defends The hypocrisy of human venture where Altruism
Sculpturing your flesh into your epitaph Your corpse tells its tale in blood, pus and grume Spilling out secrets you should take to your tomb A carnal epitaph
every man is torn apart With nightmares and with dreams Will no one lay the laurel wreath When silence drowns the screams? Confusion will be my epitaph
man is torn apart with nightmares and with dreams will no one lay the laurel wreath when silence drowns the screams confusion will be my epitaph as
deadly friend When no one sets the rules. The fate of all mankind I see Is in the hands of fools. Confusion will be my epitaph. As I crawl a cracked
Breaking, all these rules you made for me Running, through these mine fields set for me Burning, in the fire you fueled for me Laughing at the anger
I haven't slept in forty days Something here just doesn't feel right This eerie place keeps me up all nights So tired now, I'm losing my sight Yellow
Unearth the vile of anger Inside surveillance begins Abide the urge you want To breathe from within Exhume the will of saints You cannot ever prevail
Get up, do what you want Before, before it's too late Don't, don't worry yourself Of others I don't think Kick down the door To hell for more Severe
Protection, from the cold Isolation, within to hold Reflections, of a long lost day This universe, a state of grace When you rise Above the clouds When
Enter this corridor of light Envision the loss of your sight Daydream when it all seems right Hallucinate division of the perilous flight Break, break
Through the smoke I see the trees No one left for us to please A perfect world where no one dies Go to heaven with your lies Wasted and confused I walk
The silence of your voice in me Immortal severance to be free Cold skin breaking, questions burn Are you falling, will you ever learn? There's murder
