We’re all slaves
Occupied with busy lives
We’re all slaves
To the pressure of the ordinary
With our hands held high
We can touch the sky
With our hands held high
We can touch the sky
But our lifeblood is leaking
We make dates with devils
That we don’t even know
On the safest road to hell
Silent decline
Safest road to hell
Dark decline
Safest road to hell
From light into nothing
Safest road to hell
Pavement lies smooth
Our sins can kill when quiet
There’s no need for murder
If cards can do the trick
There’s no need for murder
If cards can do the trick
We are dust
We are broken
We do not set the standard
Our pride is our sentence
And still this dust is loved somehow
Awake and Arise
Abandon your Babel
The Creator has come to redeem
The Creator has come to redeem
Awake and Arise
Abandon your Babel
The Creator has come to redeem
The Creator has come to redeem
What we have tried to destroy
What we have tried to destroy

INVIA LE CORREZIONI