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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, power play Grasping for our lessons overthrown What you've gone and done now, It's hard to get over Events of the past have carried A lasting grudge toward a pure heart I'm calling out a false hero Lay your plans, I'll play Rome, false martyr, take a stand Lay your plans... With broken heart, I've finally become a man Past the sights and the sound Cloak and dagger are found No wonder here, just an echo resounding Hardship owns all that remains Red queen, a fallen knight on the way that day Caught in the act, right in our midst, A snake in the grass, no honor As night fell on my soul From Letras Mania