Nine 歌词

Masked by the fog of creation Fueled by the need to deny Choked by the pseudo-hedonic Groping my will to survive (you can’t take my) Will to survive To destroy Will reanimate my Life, given time Will revive You cannot enslave my (mind) I’m watching worlds grow cold again I’m learning loss comes from within We’re all awake and still we’re barely breathing We’re unashamed of how we gain achievements I deny, those one too many times I’m screaming (you won’t make me, you can’t break me) Bonds of mine, that shatter given time, please set me free (you won’t make me, freedom tempts me) Yeah! The guilty few and the lambs who follow The bleeding eyes of a world so cold Inside, as the world rots from within As the turning points commence The filthy lies of the gorgeous cowards The glassy eyes of the ones you left To die You’re the monster that you thought was only myth You’re the trauma that has always been insisted, mephitic You can’t deny what you’ve become I remember the days when I felt something real And I fell for the lies Remain All of the dreams that were made to reveal that I am not a (not alive) You’re all the end, numb to the wind