Front Line Assembly - Remorse |
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Remorse
Front Line Assembly ~~~~~~ "The killer drove an ingot into each of his own eyes, then cut off his head" The fear and desire Captivated In their hearts and souls Just won't let go Naive as it seems We all want control When panic sets in You're paralysed Quietly you drown In your sleep We once had a passion It all seemed so right No end in sight So young and so eager But now we are prisoners In our own hearts It's all torn apart Nothing seems real NoWhere to draw he line For resistance of mine Accusations, a pledge We can't get out In power we trust The time we spend fighting The anger and hate Hope for tomorrow Is never too late On heaven's command We all turn to dust Time moves by fast No second chance |
