Wrath, aches
Are all that's left
Mistakes I made up to now
Are the reason I hate myself
I can't tell if the world is losing me
Or if the world has made me lose it
(Will I outlive the coming sunrise?
Was this the last of my tomorrows?
Do you think I had it coming?
I'm dead to pain I'm numb to sorrows)
I can't decide when I died
Proud, march
Towards the dark horizon
No company to comfort me
My game is over
It's time I brought the curtains down
My play is done my crowd's all gone
I can't decide when I died
It's time I brought the curtains down
My play is done my crowd's all gone
I can't tell if the world is losing me
Or if the world has made me lose it
1 | Sick |
2 | Blood |
3 | Act Of War |
4 | Strife |
5 | The Fading |
6 | Eyes To Match A Soul |
7 | Confession |
8 | Inhuman Greed |
9 | Amona |
10 | The One That No One Knows |