I am the one in your mind fearing

The words of doubt are spoken

Though you don't believe in

Temporary solutions to permanent problems

I suggest you listen to the angel on your shoulder

Because the world will burn tonight (tonight)

Far behind the rubble and cracked walls

The emerald eyes of the fallen leaves

Dancing in a summer's breeze

But that's just a story I was told

An offering for the grave, handed down

But no one could find me

I want, I want to, I want to run

The words pool like liquid flame

Something artificial but tangible for me

Things I believed in yesterday

But will forget tomorrow

Things I thought I could take safety in

Words that I thought were the truth

But in the end, they were all just white

Angelically pure, and golden in rust

Just because it looks good on the outside

Doesn't mean it isn't rotten to the core

Like a century old blade, rusted to the hilt

Hasn't seen battle since days of empires

You thought it wouldn't last, but it has

Sorry won't cut it anymore, like the blade

Your respect has been dulled, nullified

And so has my care for life

But no one could find me

I want, I want to, I want to run

The words pool like liquid flame

Something artificial but tangible for me

Things I believed in yesterday

But will forget tomorrow

If we didn't have to listen to conformity

And sacrifice to the anarchic prospects of law

Compensate, so that we can finally move on

Raised on revenge, chaos creates company

So let's destroy the superiority, and wake up tommorow