: (Death cover) Built from blind faith Passed down from self-induced fantasy Turn a page to justify Conjuring power - it opens wide On seventh day, Is
: Follow your common sense You cannot hide yourself behind a fairytale forever and ever Only by revealing the hole truth can we disclose The soul of
: (Instrumental)
: This is the time We've waited too long And I'm wondering where I belong? We have lost We're out of control When we fail nature speaks to us all This
: [Choral:] Declining, all color fading Defining, time coming for me Rescinding, my inspiration Receding consciousness Set me free! [Amanda:] Back in
: Your words could have held the ground up under my feet. Although I can't recall the purpose, each one still stings. Thinking back on things now filled
