The Language 歌词

To have the thickest skin And still walk so tall For years & even now They pray to watch me fall Their petty words & ways Gave me the needed vision To ignite change and give strength To some who lost their direction Their breath is wasted It's such a bitter pill to choke on Their time is fleeting, passing Waiting for my swan song Tearing me down Will never raise you any higher Criticize, condemn, complain The mirror show who takes the blame The language you speak is dead Dead Dishonored, disgraced The language you speak is dead Dead Damaged, buried The language you speak is dead Dead Indifferent, forgotten The language you speak is dead Dead There's never been a war where only one side bled Still dreaming demise And you'll see and you'll see it The lost prophesize, they believe it believe it Goes deeper inside, if you let it you let it Now spead of the end And you'll get it, you'll get it Tearing their wings Will never raise you higher You only damn yourself You only damn yourself Criticize, condemn, complain The mirror show who takes the blame The language you speak is dead Dead Dishonored, disgraced The language you speak is dead Dead Damaged, buried The language you speak is dead Dead Indifferent, forgotten The language you speak is dead Dead There's never been a war where only one side bled When you kill trust There is no ressurection