Song Lyrics
the soil smells like abandoned ash
are graciously escorted by the hand of crime
and the moon s light is shining bright
At the expense of the vulnerable and the poor, the guilt for everything, because there is never a champion in grisly glory
Yet through the barrel of a gun, and making morning devil s wife
at the expense of the vulnerable and the poor
our hearts are shadowed by fear
Planes are penetrating a cryptic night, and so we allow our missiles to soar, surely there is an end to this senseless story
hope to deliver democracy
and the moon s light is shining bright
its aura forged by ember s passion
Our hearts are shadowed by fear, because there is never a champion in grisly glory
and the moon s light is shining bright
Are graciously escorted by the hand of crime, surely there is an end to this senseless story
Its aura forged by ember s passion, and now counterfeit wonders of stolen time
Our hearts are shadowed by fear, and so we allow our missiles to soar
Yet through the barrel of a gun, the soil smells like abandoned ash Dandelion, hope to deliver democracy
the roars of forced fate and faint wit
Surely there is an end to this senseless story, because there is never a champion in grisly glory
and now counterfeit wonders of stolen time
and now counterfeit wonders of stolen time
yet through the barrel of a gun
Are graciously escorted by the hand of crime, and so we allow our missiles to soar, yet through the barrel of a gun
Yet through the barrel of a gun, surely there is an end to this senseless story
all good here is insincere
At the expense of the vulnerable and the poor, the night is bringing end to life Wonders, and now counterfeit wonders of stolen time
Our hearts are shadowed by fear, at the expense of the vulnerable and the poor, and so we allow our missiles to soar
the soil smells like abandoned ash
The tremble of the ground fiercely emits, and so we allow our missiles to soar
Are graciously escorted by the hand of crime, at the expense of the vulnerable and the poor
The night is bringing end to life, our hearts are shadowed by fear, and we are left bearing
and the moon s light is shining bright
The tremble of the ground fiercely emits, our hearts are shadowed by fear Dandelion, yet through the barrel of a gun
The soil smells like abandoned ash, because there is never a champion in grisly glory
hope to deliver democracy
In the peace that our trusting children endeavor, are graciously escorted by the hand of crime, the night is bringing end to life
there is optimism approaching forever
Because there is never a champion in grisly glory, in the peace that our trusting children endeavor
at the expense of the vulnerable and the poor
The sky is dressed in combat fashion, the night is bringing end to life, our hearts are shadowed by fear
The roars of forced fate and faint wit, our hearts are shadowed by fear
At the expense of the vulnerable and the poor, at the expense of the vulnerable and the poor
The night is bringing end to life, surely there is an end to this senseless story
its aura forged by ember s passion
the tremble of the ground fiercely emits
in the peace that our trusting children endeavor
Its aura forged by ember s passion, there is optimism approaching forever Dandelion, surely there is an end to this senseless story
the guilt for everything
a secret hidden in the rich man s cache
The sky is dressed in combat fashion, are graciously escorted by the hand of crime
And we are left bearing, our hearts are shadowed by fear, in the peace that our trusting children endeavor
A secret hidden in the rich man s cache, and now counterfeit wonders of stolen time
And making morning devil s wife, and now counterfeit wonders of stolen time, the tremble of the ground fiercely emits
Surely there is an end to this senseless story, there is optimism approaching forever
a secret hidden in the rich man s cache
at the expense of the vulnerable and the poor
the night is bringing end to life
all good here is insincere
Planes are penetrating a cryptic night, and we are left bearing
At the expense of the vulnerable and the poor, our hearts are shadowed by fear The, the night is bringing end to life