Текст (слова) песни: Only Living Witness - Prone Mortal Form
[Jenkins/Stevenson]
Who`s at the helm Of the purge that looms? Should I bother trying to see Outside of this room? I can tell you now, I`ll be left behind On that fabled day When the beggars will ride
The distant, crushing call to continue Makes a heart sink willingly Into a chemical bath Every insecurity reminds you Of the voice determining your choice of path
Believe me now, I`ll be left behind On that fabled day when the beggars will ride
If I champion misfortune, is it just Just an extension of Dismantling a pale facade My disdain for convention
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