The Forgotten 歌词

Alive on a level that most do not know Bathe in their blood as you reap what you sow Light becomes black as days turn to one Death comes to those, born first only son Conscientious objection of peace between nations Holding death in your hands A shadow of humanity, of memories long dead Longing for existence, a fatal shot tot he head Painful words provide little release A soul of glass, shattered, piece by piece The bodies of the dead lie frozen in time As men face their death in an orderly line Balance on a platform unstable to trust An ascendancy of no remorse Bodies are trampled as bones turn to dust Devastation Reflections of the past Scars behind my eyes As the light fades away We fade, we wither, we die Sleep through the sound You fall to the ground Now its your turn to cry This end is your reality Condemned tot he hands of fate Relinquish your grasp of sanity Devastion