Despair Songtext
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I can feel how this world is unraveling,
dreams dying to be free from death.
Duty marking the spot where passion is,
killing silently, denying joy instantly.
Few can change the world
and less decide to risk it.
When all is said and done,
I can feel how this world is unraveling,
dreams dying to be free from death.
Duty marking the spot where passion is,
killing silently, denying joy instantly.
Few can change the world
and less decide to risk it.
When all is said and done,
these scars won't heal at all.
A light that shines bright
can lead you astray,
all hope in the world
is there to fade away.
And you know there is
no faith where to hide.
Who are we to judge
what is wrong or right?
Hear the clock ticking,
devouring the hours away,
in distress, extinguishing
the colors around us.
Only whispers and echoes
reaching out to the sky.
Once we were dust at dawn,
we shall be reborn again.
I tried to change the world,
I decided it was worth it.
And all was said and done,
these scars won't heal at all.
A light that shines bright
can lead you astray,
all hope in the world
is there to fade away.
And you know there is
no faith where to hide.
Who are we to judge
what is wrong or right?
The world is a canvas
painted with tears and blood,
strokes of genius above the confusion
that reigns us all.
Where is the creator
of this wretched masterpiece,
of random traces, twisted faces,
endless dreams breaking?
A light that shines bright
can lead you astray,
all hope in the world
is there to fade away.
And you know there is
no faith where to hide.
Who are we to judge
what is wrong or right?
Hear the clock ticking,
devouring the hours away,
in distress, extinguishing
the colors around us.
Only whispers and echoes
reaching out to the sky.
Once we were dust at dawn,
we shall be reborn again.
I tried to change the world,
I decided it was worth it.
And all was said and done,
these scars won't heal at all.
A light that shines bright
can lead you astray,
all hope in the world
is there to fade away.
And you know there is
no faith where to hide.
Who are we to judge
what is wrong or right?
The world is a canvas
painted with tears and blood,
strokes of genius above the confusion
that reigns us all.
Where is the creator
of this wretched masterpiece,
of random traces, twisted faces,
endless dreams breaking?
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