If they said they knew the truth They lied No one said my faith wouldn't be questioned Been driven to the brink Because the truth is too hard to accept
When I was at my weakest And I had given in Some had counted me out Some rejoiced in my failures The few that believed Gave me power and life Gave me
Conditioned to feel nothing We turn our soul on all these crimes Cries fall on deaf ears And the killing continues They say what we don't know Won't
All the prayers in the world can't bring you back It's your last breath, this is our last breath Taken from this earth without warning Victim of the
I see our world as out of focus Lost and dying as we witness virtue thrown aside Now degenerates and leeches thrive While the working man's condemned
Talk of the causes you support Voice your misdirected views You only comment on the things You don't have the power to change Do you even think before
Now is the time for me to rise to my feet Wipe your spit from my face Wipe these tears from my eyes Now is the time for me to rise to my feet Wipe your
Worthless, is what you made your life Failure, is what you set yourself up for You don't have the power to relize your dreams Now you want to take from
The man drifting seeks poison and promise A threat to all, mostly to himself Hearing voices from the great beyond Now only he can dig himself out
Defy it It?s forced into our minds It?s a pollution of the soul So invasive and poisonous To resist is to gain control Leeching the life Sucking the
This is for the kids who have no where to turn Who have nothing to live for You think you haven't the will to persist You have to search within yourself
This goes on... Before me lies a wounded soul A sprit at the end of a lonely road Such a cruel fate looms yet he has no fear As the sands of existence
Half dead, you trod through life. So dependant, a shell of a man. Pitiful, you let your vices tell your fate Follower of the blind, you have nothing.
When the conflict never ceases and the enemies are immortal Only their names change So a stance must always be held Claw at my pride your facade tears
Chaos AD Tanks on the streets Confronting police Bleeding the Plebs Raging crowd Burning cars Bloodshed starts Who'll be alive? Chaos AD Army in siege
Give me something real Give me back those years Give me peace of mind Give me something more Strength to deny you Trust in my instincts Breathe when
You knew just where to touch Your words always cut So much darker than lust We both longed for trust So much more than just hate My hands are here to
Hard rain pours down on the concrete seeps in deep below Cold screams of the city are heard through the walls of every home Most seek for a deeper meaning