Texty

I feel your nails still dragging under my skin Digging holes in the walls of disclosure Let the wolves tear themselves apart And set the boundary in range of salvation Survive this confliction You'll lie in the grave that you dug for us Just take the throne away and seal their fate And now we're singing "Throw them to the lions, Hell awaits" And after all this time, wipe clean the slate Sing it again "Throw them to the lions, Hell awaits" In darkness, we must illuminate Find solace if we're surviving this Under the waves of indifference We set the boundary in range of salvation Survive this confliction You'll lie in the grave that you dug for us It's time to turn it up, set the pace, final chance to break the chain Looking down on our leaders in disgrace The stage is set for fame, the gimmick worn away Face up to the overthrone This mask of many faces No identity, you're fucking dead to me Throw them to the lions, Hell awaits Just take the throne away and seal their fate And now we're singing "Throw them to the lions, Hell awaits" And after all this time, wipe clean the slate Sing it again "Throw them to the lions, Hell awaits"
Writer(s): Steven Jones, Scott Kennedy, Ali Richardson, Craig Gowans, David Provan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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