One Less Enemy کے بول

Half awake, deprived of sleep and dignity I stand before the blinding lights My body trembling, survival instincts gasp for air Rays of madness tear the nights in me Torn from the slumber, like a drunken king To watch the cities burn The world I used to see, no longer a part of me In bleak reflections, stripped of my humanity Yet I have all to gain The slate is clean And all the why's I need The stakes are high The wheels of fate have turned The chariot awaits And I will set the course On paths of tribulation A refugee of reason In a world of disbelief Outnumbered by the thousands Empowered by the ones I seek Yet I have all to gain The slate is clean And all the why's I need The stakes are high The wheels of fate have turned The chariot awaits And I will set the course On paths of tribulation