For The Flames Beneath Your Bridge Sloth
I wrote this, a full confession to make when we were young
Soul separation body isolation
Hearts told nothing mind was controlling
Hearts told nothing even if your eyes fill it in to your brain
So if you take a look at the crimsons we've splatted
One stab brings future to another regret
Now you awake, and you know it's too late.
We sees ourselves in another lake
Floating..
Up, up and down
Get ready for the underground.
We're all the last man standing on the battleground.
We've watch Dis's skyline
Peeled our past as a demand
From up here, there's nothing seems so far away..
