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This world was never worthy
But how can I call it unfaithful
Every promise was fulfilled
As decay crawled from it's throat
Like the dead rising from an open grave
Lips of splendor and tongue of deceit
All dying now as our fragile wrists hold only waste
Like those gasping for their last breath
We cannot hide there's nothing left
If All my sorrow has led me here
Then I would cry all of my tears
To have this chance again
And know there's more than this
And know there's more than you
Like those gasping for their last breath
We cannot hide there's nothing left
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How many years have we waited
for a ship that never set sail?
and how many days have we wasted
chasing a love that was not our own?
i sat ashore and watched
as one hopeless wave crashed upon another
while my thoughts ran to the highest hills
my heart never reached the sea
with only delusions of an endless journey
i am left with an ocean between you and me
Is this your salvation?
is this all you can give?
i will not stand in reflection
of someone else’s dream
The gate to my heart has been weld shut
with the splendor of my aspirations closed in
how many years have we waited
for a ship that never set sail?
and how many days have we wasted
chasing a love that was not our own?
Is this your salvation?
is this all you can give?
i will not stand in reflection
of someone else’s dream
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if music is a mirror revealing the depths of my heart
then i will write the darkest song
for without forgiveness my soul is lost
all that is hope within destruction comes from You
for i have fallen, and there is nothing good within me
yet i've been given life i will never deserve
for without forgiveness my soul is lost
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I've looked straight into your eyes
And turned my head for the last time
Because I was scared to leave these walls in ruin
Like the fate of those who trust in themselves
We are alone and afraid
I know you are the one we left behind
Yet somehow we are the ones who are alone
you are the one we left behind
you are the one we left be...
I will no longer turn my head
I will never forget you
You are the one we left behind
You are the forsaken
We've built our confidence
On broken dreams now left for dead
Yet we've been condemned
To chase these dreams that never end
I know you are the one we left behind
Yet somehow we are the ones who are alone
you are the one we left behind
you are the one we left be...
I will no longer turn my head
I will never forget you
You are the one we left behind
You are the forsaken
I will no longer turn my head
I will never forget you
You are the one we left behind
You are the forsaken
Our selfishness consumes us
Until the whole world is not enough
Forgive the day that I erased your name
that I erased your name
For it's the memory of me that will decay
I know you are the forsaken
Yet somehow we are the ones who feel alone
I know you are the forsaken
Yet somehow we are the ones who feel alone
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you sat and watched
as i nearly destroyed myself
never had i felt so betrayed
that you would sacrifice my life
for no more than comfort
and now your love means nothing to me
your are coward, the antithesis of a friend
take action before there is
no one left to defend
for i would have stood by you
right to the gates of hell
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i never wanted
and i never cared before
now take it back
this is a new day
how i long to regress
to the days before i took upon myself
the obsessions of this world
a day of innocence equating beauty
for tomorrow may fall
and today is already gone
now take it back
this is a new day
i've grown tired of chasing
convinced i was in need
and now the years i've spent
only a slave to this
tomorrow may fall
and today is already gone
i will no longer adore
these things that will never satisfy me
i have seen my world change
and then go back to where it came
in this vicious circle
we are all brought back to life
only to die again
but without these barren obsessions
i am simply free
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i see them coming
with shrouds to bury us all
before we were born they shaped our lives
leading us into an unmarked grave
in moments life could end
so i will speak while i can
this is my chance
my time to stand
we may fail alone but that is better
than dying with them only to be forgotten
i for one would rather suffer now
than leave this life without passion
this is our chance
our time to stand
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we have all heard what we wanted to hear
truth that sounds right to our ears
but what wisdom is there within us
to live based on the feeling of our hearts
how many times has instinct let us down
never to be thought through
never to be questioned
say what you really mean
when your ambition calls you
for what use is there in praying
if you will only hear what you want to hear?
we have all heard what we wanted to hear
truth that sounds right to our ears
we speak of fighting to resist this world
but what about the battle within us?
if we have chosen to live against the grain
then why are we all facing the same way?
(solo)
there is no difference between us and them
if we all blindly seek truth from sentiments
(solo continued)
we have all heard what we wanted to hear
truth that sounds right to our ears
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I can only imagine that wrath is being held out
so that there will be time for us to be redeemed
but surely wrath is not being held out
so that we may redeem ourselves
for I have seen the madness
of those who died trying
but is regret only a word that the living possess?
I long to see their faces
regardless of the decay
for in the eyes of the deceased...
we would see hope in our last day
inside this dying world
for there is still beauty
inside this dying world
(solo)
for what good is there holding off wrath
if we are determined
to bring wrath upon ourselves
(another solo)
we would see hope in our last day
inside this dying world
for there is still beauty
inside this dying world
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now this is who we are
I am no one's hero
I am no one
for we are not the giant men
that some may think
you are faithful when we are not
so I'd like to tell this story
the way it is meant to be
without the burden that's in our hearts
none of us would have ever found you
you are faithful when we are not
you began a work
that only you can complete
now this is who we are
I'll never know the answers
and I'll always wonder why
why we're given grace we'll never deserve
and a second chance that we will never earn
for there is nothing I can do to save myself
for there is nothing I can do
now this is who we are
I'll never know the answers
and I'll always wonder why
but you have let me start again
I'd rather be called weak
than die thinking I was strong
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