You make your way but don't belong. I swear youre not the only one. Is that what you've been dreaming? There are other ways of staying strong , than keeping
to the last straw. It took me down, took me until I don't feel human at all. Test me now, test me. I don't feel human at all. So don't you go thinking
By burden of blood we saw reflections of who we are As the knowledge that burns in our hearts takes charge Blessings made at a house in the distance An
Inching nearer each and every moment feel the rhythm of our drums Searching, seeking forward thinking, a dawning of mind that we create A border breaking
Hollow self indulgence leading the way In the wake of intent that day At the faultline, at the faultline we were Searching for answers Filthy crimes,
Of all the times Ive been disrespected, youd think itd be no surprise Learning lessons, all the precious treasures take all that youve got Ill take your
Tap the primal circuit, The current lets you know you're alive. Make this crushing power ceaseless, You could capture the world. When embracing the electric
Dont fight it, look at it, another setback to slow you, Another day in vain, passing on, move along Another dream is gone You see thats how it goes in
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Pressure pressure is all weve got The less you know the more you strain to reach out to see in the balance theres nothing free It took the best of them
A story without a name A desert journy that we became Another test of our power over coming on a blank day appalling how there running for the honor like
Im not ashamed to say I take pleasure in burning all of my epitaphs Turning the sands of time into glass Push through here and beyond Endure every trial
Standing strong and tall, outside hear their call: Tear down the wall, upper echelon, blackest of them all Sold us into sorrow, you love to watch the
Tulkojums: Derība. Cilvēka Abstract.
Tulkojums: Kowalczyk, Ed. Cilvēka Abstract.
Tulkojums: Novārtā atstāto lauki. Cilvēka Abstract.
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