Lyrics:
comes
On a journey without destination.
Once a hero- now forgotten
On the edge of death by chill and starvation.
From the frozen plains he comes.
Nothing is pure
No nothing at all
Reality hurts
My demons stripped from the earth
Connected by flesh
That I'm not comfortable in
It wasn't me but it
afternoon affair
Settle for less by losing the day
Vendetta for your rage
Off balance perception of disgrace
The overbearing of consequences
Over dramatized
but that was soon to change.
They took us by surprise. With sleep in our eyes, hell broke loose.
There were shots going off like it was the fourth
said, “we'll wait some time for you to come but we will not wait long'
We breathed the last brief beat of freedom in as they waited by the door
Felt
[Intro by Vusi:]
I believe that together we can really make a difference.
One man cannot make a difference,
but if we can partner, if we can have
indoctrinated tortured ones
Fuck your heroes
Screw your gods
Fuck your icons
Deal with the real
Your made up morals
Your media ethics
Fuck you all
indoctrinated tortured ones
Fuck your heroes
Screw your gods
Fuck your icons
Deal with the real
Your made up morals
Your media ethics
Fuck you all
Rising from the ashes floor by floor
Reaching up into the sky
Where the eagles soar
The city sleeps, life goes on
Hope is still alive
Born again,
soon laid away
And the names of the heroes
I's made to memorize
With guns in their hands
And God on their side.
Oh the First World War, boys
It
itself
Or maybe it was something else
Frustration at the fact that I was ever caught at all
I told a lie I multiplied it
By the time I realized it
I'd
Time on your own never ending
Time keeps its own time
Here we stand at the beginning
When heroes are passing us by
And I, I, I can't dream
We arrive and are blinded
By twisted rubble and piercing light
Screaming sounds of the sirens
Rip through the air on this sleepless night
Take
We arrive and are blinded
By twisted rubble and piercing light
Screaming sounds of the sirens
Rip through the air on this sleepless night
Take
his stealth
We don't need fame we don't need wealth
To find the heroes in our selves
I can hear you, I can see you, I can feel you
Speed of sound
some wishes never come true, even though you want them to, and some heroes never follow through with what they've promised you.
So we'll burn
and failed
Now there's nothing left to do cause it's all been done
Originality is killed by the trendsetter's gun
Because heroes always fall and idols always
never known the beauty to be seen
Beyond his flat-panel PC LCD screen.
But would he care if I took him by the hand,
Planned on a trip
Dressed in cold black - gun in your hand
Looking so cool you act like a man
Livin' by terror government blessed
You're taking your prisoners
And the Civil War too
Was soon laid away
And the names of the heroes
I's made to memorize
With guns in their hands
And God on their side.
Oh
we've agreed to follow
Defined by safe obscurity
Applications balking at protest
We sequester and words divide
Would I resign if I broke your silence
Eulogy we didn't know
How could we know?
No more conversation
No no cigarette to start it up again.. to start it up again
No no room for heroes
They're
my balloon. hey!
Nag my conscience, inferior conscience
Like i'm a lunatic waiting to scream
Henpecked by heroes with kingdoms of none
We're
Nothing is simpleThere's no perfect cure
Don't take for granted
What some take for sure
There are no heroes
And even no wonderland
This is for real
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