Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Håkon Langlete
Songwriter
Morten Huus Rønningen
Songwriter
Martin Stokkan
Songwriter
Lyrics
Everything I know is astray
Give me a sign, give me a break
The rising sun is shining so bright
Show me the way, away from here
Traveling so far today
Across the seas, across the land
In search for my answers I try to persist
Justification is the way in the mist
Everything I know is foul play
The prettiest trees grows on grievous sins
The promised land concealing its fall
Waiting to go
Discharged
A Black shining liquid is burning away
Filled to the rim with this shining force
The iron wheels are turning
Pulling the chains demolition remains
Feeling the pressure building within
Intense heating is frying my skin
The pushing tension, crying begin
calling for me, calling every
Saint with the keys in charge of domains
Taking it slow, going down the drain
As I close my eyes on the floor
I'm no protector I can't seize or ignore
Everything I know is foul play
The prettiest trees grows on grievous sins
The promised land concealing its fall
Waiting to go
Combustion
A Black shining liquid is burning away
Filled to the rim with this shining force
The iron wheels are turning
Pulling the chains demolition remains
A Black shining liquid is burning away
Filled to the rim with this shining force
The iron wheels are turning
Pulling the chains demolition remains
Writer(s): Hakon Langlete, Martin Stokkan, Morten Huus Ronningen
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