Текст (слова) песни: Front Line Assembly - Remorse
"The killer drove an ingot into each of his own eyes, then cut off his head"
Captivated In their hearts and souls The fear and desire Just won`t let go
Naive as it seems We all want control You`re paralysed When panic sets in
Quietly you drown In your sleep
We once had a passion It all seemed so right So young and so eager No end in sight But now we are prisoners In our own hearts Nothing seems real It`s all torn apart
No-one knows Where to draw he line Accusations, a pledge For resistance of mine
In power we trust We can`t get out
The time we spend fighting The anger and hate Hope for tomorrow Is never too late
We all turn to dust On heaven`s command Time moves by fast No second chance
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