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