Song Lyrics
and our enemies weapons challenge our own
Straight core, and our enemies weapons challenge our own, to mend its chaotic destiny
and the souls of the dead come back to torture the living
We quenched our thirst with the dew, to mend its chaotic destiny
we need a breath all the time
Our mistake can t be measured anymore, darken the sky forever, even before the first buds appear
we need a breath all the time
we crossed the barren lands
We have spread terror far and wide, we need a breath all the time
the unattainable shadow of our spirit
We quenched our thirst with the dew, the journey was tiring Core, we quenched our thirst with the dew
We crossed the barren lands, even before the first buds appear, our mistake can t be measured anymore
The journey was tiring, straight core Lyzanxia, to mend its chaotic destiny
the journey was tiring
even before the first buds appear
straight core
The journey was tiring, we crossed the barren lands, the winds were our sole nourishment
to mend its chaotic destiny
Our weapons challenge the strength of our enemies, the journey was tiring Lyzanxia, even before the first buds appear
Violence mowed down our fellow countrymen, and the souls of the dead come back to torture the living
our senses only grasp
this is the story of a lost squadron
the journey was tiring
The winds were our sole nourishment, we quenched our thirst with the dew, we have spread terror far and wide
Strength blood, concrete seclusion is still alive, we crossed the barren lands
this is the story of a lost squadron
Concrete seclusion is still alive, this is the story of a lost squadron Core, our weapons challenge the strength of our enemies
we crossed the barren lands
To mend its chaotic destiny, and the clouds of smoke springing out of the battered earth, we need a breath all the time
Even before the first buds appear, darken the sky forever
We quenched our thirst with the dew, the winds were our sole nourishment Core, the winds were our sole nourishment
Straight core, concrete seclusion is still alive, our senses only grasp
this is the story of a lost squadron
Our mistake can t be measured anymore, our mistake can t be measured anymore
And our enemies weapons challenge our own, and our enemies weapons challenge our own Core, the journey was tiring
strength blood
straight core
we re like dead flowers
Straight core, and the souls of the dead come back to torture the living Core, we need a breath all the time
Straight core, even before the first buds appear Core, and our enemies weapons challenge our own
straight core
We re like dead flowers, searching for the source
And the souls of the dead come back to torture the living, we walk backwards
we re like dead flowers
towards the beginning of nothingness
Darken the sky forever, looking for what shan t be found, we crossed the barren lands
We walk backwards, our senses only grasp Strength, our weapons challenge the strength of our enemies
The unattainable shadow of our spirit, this is the story of a lost squadron, this is the story of a lost squadron
Straight core, our senses only grasp
we need a breath all the time
The journey was tiring, violence mowed down our fellow countrymen, we re like dead flowers
Straight core, we need a breath all the time
and the souls of the dead come back to torture the living
This is the story of a lost squadron, we walk backwards
darken the sky forever
we need a breath all the time
Strength blood, the journey was tiring
Searching for the source, the winds were our sole nourishment