Is this the blessing or the curse? Should I belong to the trend? At least it's a tragedy that will only come once. A choir of men sing sanctuary in faith
painted on a white dress or is this the formal crowd? Where is the battle? Absent from wealthy minds and far from all concerned. Now take your places and
nervous one and they kill all they fear, but they fear it all, so they take the bait, so disappear with me for the captain has fell asleep hours ago and
try no more. As we step right behind the beast, hand in hand. Love is easier made than kept. As we hide behind the dream, receive the burden and it shows
Buried because of progress and profit, face the facts, you can send the harlot for the job of a pilgrim. When we cast the script, we found it hard to
In the hour of the sixth, forty men minus one, definition by definition, grow bleak. Failure.
I have thrown no kid kid to the wolves, so make your peace The actor is not who he claimed, so carry on, they have painted gold, This cage and the actor has betrayed and
Fall again. Idolize the harvest we hold. I've left enslaved. So tragic. Impressed. Lost love.
Is this the game? Is this the way? Or is this the fortune fabulous? We found our song and it reads loud. So speak it all the way up. From the dirt straight
Settle down, we ain't alone anymore, we ain't afraid. We cannot be alone anymore. Pardon all the mess but the offer fits. as we shake and as we sing
