Из альбома: And the Battle Royale
Living might seem to be, at times
A perfect waste of fine death
(Just) face the sunset
And draw your last breath
Forfeit life now
Then it strikes you, you’re not
Privileged just like mortals
(Cause) you are eternal
(And) to the ones infernal
You’ll never bow
Grow me an army worthy of our name
Fierce and strong with a righteous aim
They’ll guard the brotherhood
And crush the sky for good
At least that’s what we believed…
Now save our souls
Here at the front
Everybody makes it until they don’t
And while our hearts pretend to beat
You will never witness our defeat
Now save our souls
No one is free
Until everyone is It’s not a drill
And you won’t fulfill
What’s set before you
Daybreaker, have you reached the depths of your capacity?
At this rate, you’ll soon be the King of nothing
(You know) at the end of the game
The King and the pawn
Always return to the same box
Now save our souls
Here at the front
Everybody makes it until they don’t
And while our hearts pretend to beat
You will never witness our defeat
Now save our souls