Riots Of Eighty
Compass
Hold to the roar as they pass usby and we will kill the"Saint"We forget just how fastwe fall when wings decide ourfate.The swansong surfaces, itpaints our namesIt loves to keepus here, it lives to love ourpain.Will we be counted hereamung the lost?Speak nottragedyRender our slatesclean.Within this prison theywalk above us.These mausoleumsof concrete confine us.Will wedance with ruin just to make ourway out of this maze? Will we beLetras de cancionesremembered?These mountainsloom over us like they'reheadstones.This valley is ourgrave and we are our casket.Wefollow just to findourselves.The prints of ourknees embedded in stone will leavetheir mark.Will we praytonight? For what bonds have heldus now recede, we forge thetide.We've sold our souls justto live above the ones who've diedand we are saved.We will beremembered.
From Letras Mania