Eldest 11 - This Is a War download song

Song Lyrics

So sound the alarm, there s no calm in the void, and i m here my dear
never needed to face the mental
i never needed to believe
I m rectified through fire to restore, you better hit the floor
so sound the alarm
This is a war, and every time it stares at me
collective cunning
My words do no justice, there s no calm in the void no calm in the void

As this hits you in the chest, this is a war
Never needed to face the mental, in a machine clutter of tears tapping on surfaces we hear
This is a war, hitting you in the chest like a bomb dropping now This, to restore and prepare the floor for my knees to break a machinegun clatter of
The windless kiss of a self contained grenade in the soul, like the rain Eldest, can you feel anything?
When everything is so black inside, stars gleaming from an indrawn breath, never needed to face the mental
Bullet for a fist and scratching seconds in my skin, hitting you in the chest like a bomb dropping now, hitting you in the chest like a bomb dropping now
i m standing in a puddle of a memory
When everything is so black inside, this is a war

Never needed to face the mental, to restore and prepare the floor for my knees to break a machinegun clatter of, i never needed to believe
my words do no justice
There s no calm in the void no calm in the void, and shutting down War, there s no calm in the void no calm in the void
when everything is so black inside
You better hit the floor, there s no calm in the void no calm in the void
So sound the alarm, this is a war This, this is a war
you better hit the floor
For my knees to break, collective cunning

Can you feel anything?, hitting you in the chest like a bomb dropping now, how many times do i have to say
My words do no justice, i m rectified through fire to restore, like the rain
So sound the alarm, stars gleaming from an indrawn breath, i never needed to believe
Stars gleaming from an indrawn breath, tears and heartache, condition of a feeble fabrication to provide a core
I never needed to believe, this is a war, as this hits you in the chest
And break you apart so strong, and shutting down
In a machine clutter of tears tapping on surfaces we hear, for my knees to break, never needed to face the mental