Pocelain Wings

Through, the eyes of weaken souls tears

The drowned life acquires all his fear

A hollowed body stands to represent thy

Apologies release his life

Douse away fears

With all of the

Divine strength

Divine strength

If a bruised bird can fly

Then why must a modest burden

Shatter my wings

Our word is true

We live in every note we sing

Our word is true

These voices will not fade away

Our word is true

True

My eyes are bloodshot

They have seen the damned

Bloodshot

They have seen the damned

Bloodshot

They have seen the damned

Bloodshot

They have seen the damned

Mountains block the sight of virtue

Which shadows to all for they are blind

They have never seen the sun

They have never seen the sun

Which shows all hope

Sun

Which shows all hope

Dynasty will reign over thee