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Don't wake me up from my nightmares |
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Because it's always much worse |
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The truth never sealed my fate |
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The truth it sealed my hate |
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I'm getting good at swapping one pain for another |
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And cache the truth deep down in my chest |
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I just hoped for a chestburster free life |
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But then came the day, the day of reckoning |
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I could feel thousands of heartbeats |
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In this city, just flatline |
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Simultaneously incinerated |
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By the conflagration of our enemies |
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I was alone at the frontline |
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The sin was too bright to understand |
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I was alone at the frontline |
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Dancing to the bitter tunes of silence |
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Fire doesn't cleanse, it blackens |
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And my soul is the darkest of them all |
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From the blaze that torched our nation |
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My rage will dissolve the prison wall |
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Would you eat the fruit growing at a graveyard? |
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It most likely tastes perfectly fine |
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But the fact that it's infused with the death of many |
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Will always gnaw at the back of your head |
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Everyone and everything I ever loved |
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Was no more, there was nothing left |
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Our birthright trampled and defiled |
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By assailants constructed by man's hand |
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Fire doesn't cleanse, it blackens |
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And my soul is the darkest of them all |
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From the blaze that torched our nation |
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My rage will dissolve the prison wall |
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And the survivors will feel it resonate |
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As it expands and travels through the city streets |
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Our jailers will collide with our united hate |
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And it won't let go until their life-force depletes |
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You caged me |
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But when the hourglass strikes death |
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My liege will come for me |
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And he'll render you a killustration |
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If one does not know to which port one is sailing |
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No wind is favorable we know exactly where we need to be and the winter gale will take us there |
