Из альбома: We Bury Our Dead Alive
several have tried yet none have succeeded.
take not this tale is real, there's just one thing.
years of discontent were never planned.
neglected disconnected and misunderstood.
frustration has taken the upper hand.
pre sealed fate. failure will laid.
lost in the pressure of complacency.
and all i see is misery.
bound in chains, attempt to arise.
each movement results in a condition to
repeat years to the toll. now this broken body slowly fades.