And if you see me losing ground Don't be afraid to lie I know the pain inside my heart Can't break the fear inside of yours And if you see me losing
Dig yourself a shallow grave Your life is not the legacy of honor You would dig six feet for Broken is the way you came And broken is the way that you
It's in this wake that I find myself Losing the will to resume this Hell When every breath is a dying wish It's harder to follow the point of this This
its death, I am you An everlasting well of life For the hopeless and the wrecked I am the dying self, the narrow path The calm that conquered the storm
Don't leave us They said that you had gone astray Don't lead us Away from the light We stood behind the veil And watched you walk away from us You shattered
One more day This time I'll bite the bullet Let me stay And set this life ablaze Give myself to compromise And let the hammer fall From blackened eyes
Run Every second is a pure affliction But I can feel your pain Choke back the burn of wrath As they violate your name No sign of innocence In this godforsaken
Go Sixteen, oh holy day Your time has come and passed The rapture we've been waiting for Has come to us at last Sixteen for every fake Sixteen to every
Stand beside me Storm the gates of hell Wake the lifeless Die to fight this Stand beside me Storm the gates of hell Storm the gates of hell Storm the
Oh Tear at the voice inside [Incomprehensible] a deeper tomb And all the self can finally Resonate, resonate, resonate, resonate Tread on the path of
Bitter thoughts became your every waking breath Save the nights, your hollow dreams revealed the sweet release of death In your thoughts you played a
These words are a weapon for the ones in pain A fair fight for the children of a lesser name We are the war against the sick and fatal fall of Man A hollow
, die to fight this Stand beside me, storm the gates of Hell Wake the lifeless, die to fight this Stand beside me, storm the gates of Hell Storm the gates
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: One more day This time I?ll bite the bullet Let me stay And set this life ablaze Give myself to compromise And let the hammer fall From blackened
: Sixteen, Oh holy day Your time has come and passed The rapture we?ve been waiting for Has come to us at last Sixteen for every fake Sixteen to every
