Woorden:
Risen Ashes

Drown in the blood of the innocent, live these lives of selfishness. we remain blind to this world's pain until the day we reject, abstain. set this

I won't bow down to these lies, to these line drawn in dust, and i'll watch while your idols rust. self-betrayed, led astray, you've sold yourself, your

Cast into the flames, in tradition?s name. our silence is their death, our silence is their chains our silence makes them slaves. our silence seals their

our eyes, as what once was is torn apart and cast aside. but this is what gives me life. so settle for the least of what this could be, inhale the ashes

seems to matter You?ve outgrown all the anger You know that it?s not the answer Rising up from the ashes You know we never meant to burn Rising up from the ashes

There is bullshit on your breath. I can't believe that we are all fine. Nothing but worries as the rivers run black. Polluted pastures on grey landscapes

Gaze upon the landscape for miles in a distance of concrete and steel. Look upon the landscape of broken glass and nails. Nauseating carnage -- obscenity

A kick to the head, a punch to the face, a bat to your knees, an eye swollen shut. There's no free ride in this part of the country. No glory in this

They spin in the sky their web of wires. They launch their toys to be the new towers. They send their children to scorch their brothers, and all is