You were brought down

Falling in echos not hard to pass

Breathing with nothing inside your somber head

Laughing at reasons to all you wish

Holding onto the soulless past

Take all you had from me

In a beggar's words holding back the fight from these eyes

In the colder reaches of a rotten seen

Held by torture incasing me

Decide to turn the tide

It's gotten cold to the touch

And I've allotted time to capture far too much

Come back to refill another phase of a dying sight to which you spill and overkill this burning station

With cause and disdain in the heart of a loving pride what will you give for more to live in this burning nation

Falling in echos not hard to pass

Breathing with nothing inside your somber head

Laughing at reasons to all you wish

Holding onto the soulless past

Stolen back from a distant memory

Left with a sense of broken pride

Remain the savior of open anger and reap the rewards

I have the right to bear the burden of an open hatred

Rise and devise a separate angle to cull this energy

Burn the patience of all the patrons

Left homeless when no one kept them free

Set in motion the devotion to raise a finger to those who separate

It's gotten cold to the touch

And I've allotted time to capture far too much

Come back to refill another phase of a dying sight to which you spill and overkill this burning station

With cause and disdain in the heart of a loving pride what will you give for more to live in this burning nation

You were brought down

Falling in echos not hard to pass

Breathing with nothing inside your somber head

Laughing at reasons to all you wish

Holding onto the soulless past