zondag 8 juni 2014

Falling Kingdom

What was the cause
Of this blood
Of her blood
Dripping down from her face

Anger, anger, hate and pain
No drugs, no alcohol, what is your game?
Telling lies behind our backs
Telling stories of the day you left
I put my guard up
And someday I will let my walls down
My demons would  tell another story


You see your kingdom shattering into pieces
Your crown is falling as we are rising
Your memories become ashes
Dust is what you've become
In this game you lost

Tell them lies, tell them lies
It is us you lost
And as you leave, take those fake tears and rest in peace


You point your finger
And try to blame
The ones who loved you
The ones that got away


Like  a parasite stuck in my brain
You fly back like a crow
To steal but you will never gain
You may stab us
And give us hate
Together we stand tall
And wash away the pain


You see your kingdom shattering into pieces
Your crown is falling as we are rising
Your memories become ashes
Dust is what you've become
In this game you lost

Tell them lies, tell them lies
It is us you lost
And as you leave, take those fake tears and rest in peace


You betrayed me
Lift me up
To live in your lie
I wanted to help out the once I loved
Then again you made me die
Little by little inside
I swear I’m going to stand tall
Yes you will be the one who’s going to crawl


You  see your kingdom shattering into pieces
Your crown is falling as we are rising
Your memories become ashes
Dust is what you've become
In this game you lost

Tell them lies, tell them lies
It is us you lost
And as you leave, take those fake tears and rest in peace


3 opmerkingen:

  1. Yet again, lyrics ( I suppose ) who confront people with one of their biggest fears: breaking an Global Illusion.

    Please, please, keep breaking those Illusions with your knowledge and wisdom, you (two?) have a great gift: A great knowledge of playing with words, messing with the nowadays' assumptions, encouraging people to stand up tall, to believe in the power of Us All.

    Bless you (two) <3

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  2. ANNA DIT MOETEN WE VIEREN DOOR KOEKJES TE ETEN. MOOIE TEKST. Nee ik ben Irfaan niet

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