歌曲 | It's Torn Away |
歌手 | Veil of Maya |
专辑 | The Common Man's Collapse |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Avildsen, Butler, Keith | |
This is the last time I will struggle | |
The eyes of a million | |
Follow each step i take walking further into hell | |
The weak and willing wither under the weight of their own restraint | |
We hold an ideal of the way it's supposed to be | |
Every motion creates a canyon left empty | |
Slowly the path begins to crumble and split | |
Destruction lurks waiting to fill the void | |
While the other motions grief and iridescent light | |
A sense of knowing and divide | |
This is a choice in which we all relate | |
This is a choice make up your mind | |
Following step by step in each of our lives | |
Eyes always following and watching | |
Speaking tongues unknown | |
Following step by step I go | |
It's torn away when I try to hold on | |
I grab the end of my senses, dragging them to reality | |
And as I see who I am now this is the path to being free | |
This is the last time I will struggle | |
The eyes of a million follow each step | |
I take walking further into hell | |
The weak and willing wither under the weight | |
We hold an ideal of the way it's supposed to be | |
Seemingly perfect like a grid composed of dots | |
Following step by step in each of our lives | |
Eyes always following and watching speaking tongues unknown | |
following step by step I go |
zuo qu : Avildsen, Butler, Keith | |
This is the last time I will struggle | |
The eyes of a million | |
Follow each step i take walking further into hell | |
The weak and willing wither under the weight of their own restraint | |
We hold an ideal of the way it' s supposed to be | |
Every motion creates a canyon left empty | |
Slowly the path begins to crumble and split | |
Destruction lurks waiting to fill the void | |
While the other motions grief and iridescent light | |
A sense of knowing and divide | |
This is a choice in which we all relate | |
This is a choice make up your mind | |
Following step by step in each of our lives | |
Eyes always following and watching | |
Speaking tongues unknown | |
Following step by step I go | |
It' s torn away when I try to hold on | |
I grab the end of my senses, dragging them to reality | |
And as I see who I am now this is the path to being free | |
This is the last time I will struggle | |
The eyes of a million follow each step | |
I take walking further into hell | |
The weak and willing wither under the weight | |
We hold an ideal of the way it' s supposed to be | |
Seemingly perfect like a grid composed of dots | |
Following step by step in each of our lives | |
Eyes always following and watching speaking tongues unknown | |
following step by step I go |
zuò qǔ : Avildsen, Butler, Keith | |
This is the last time I will struggle | |
The eyes of a million | |
Follow each step i take walking further into hell | |
The weak and willing wither under the weight of their own restraint | |
We hold an ideal of the way it' s supposed to be | |
Every motion creates a canyon left empty | |
Slowly the path begins to crumble and split | |
Destruction lurks waiting to fill the void | |
While the other motions grief and iridescent light | |
A sense of knowing and divide | |
This is a choice in which we all relate | |
This is a choice make up your mind | |
Following step by step in each of our lives | |
Eyes always following and watching | |
Speaking tongues unknown | |
Following step by step I go | |
It' s torn away when I try to hold on | |
I grab the end of my senses, dragging them to reality | |
And as I see who I am now this is the path to being free | |
This is the last time I will struggle | |
The eyes of a million follow each step | |
I take walking further into hell | |
The weak and willing wither under the weight | |
We hold an ideal of the way it' s supposed to be | |
Seemingly perfect like a grid composed of dots | |
Following step by step in each of our lives | |
Eyes always following and watching speaking tongues unknown | |
following step by step I go |