Créditos
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harry Lingard-Bright
Songwriter
Jamie McIntyre
Songwriter
Letra
Is there no escape from this algorithmic sanctuary?
A landscape of destruction overlooks a blackened sea
A binary sun keeps watch over us, lest we disconnect our minds
It seems
Dystopia isn't quite what we meant it to be
Wander on
Pilgrims in a wasteland of your own design
To walk alone until the end of time
Synthetic kings have pulled the strings
That led to our demise
A race reduced to hiding behind
Cold, lifeless eyes
Disconnect
Break the wired noose that you have lashed around your neck
This somnambulant city reeks
With the stench of freshly dug graves
And cries of desperation masked by automated sound
Wander on
Pilgrims in a wasteland of your own design
To walk alone until the end of time
Synthetic kings have pulled the strings
That led to our demise
A race reduced to hiding behind
Cold, deathless eyes
Through metal valleys we will roam
Entwined, but somehow so alone
A kingdom left to fall
And now no one to take the throne
Architects of our collapse
Shattered now our hearts of glass
Slaves to a machine now reaping all that
We have sown
Ash to ash
The horsemen rode to greet us
As hell's jaws gnashed
Wander on
Two hearts to walk the path that has befallen you
The last of all the light to guide us through
We still remain to bear the pain
With hearts of stone
Condemned to face the future
Left to walk in the unknown
Writer(s): Harry Lingard-bright, Jamie Mcintyre
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