I see you live delusions,
Paint your life with our conclusions,
I don’t know how to tell you,
This path has lost its value.
We blaze the trail they burn.
A simple lesson learned:
I am the sanctuary.
Hope born in a time that’s broken,
I pray to the heroes of the damned,
I sing with dark devotion
A song for what’s behind our masks.
I can’t feel false ideals,
Another fool that’s blind to what’s real,
I sing for the hope that’s broken,
They live for a stolen omen.
I see this, I know pain.
Let’s see you try, punk!
You can’t begin to fight this
hate we’ve had thrust on us.
The enemy of me,
An army holds me up.
I am your sanctuary.
Hope born in a time that’s broken,
I pray to the heroes of the damned,
I sing with dark devotion
A song for what’s behind our masks.
I can’t feel false ideals,
Another fool that’s blind to what’s real,
I sing for the hope that’s broken,
They live for a stolen omen.
Stand up now, and show us,
What you live for, ah...
Hope born in a time that’s broken,
I pray to the heroes of the damned,
I sing with dark devotion
A song for what’s behind our masks.
I can’t feel false ideals,
Another fool that’s blind to what’s real,
I sing for the hope that’s broken,
They live for a stolen omen.
Stolen omen
Stolen omen
