Cult of Erinyes - Call No Truce | Текст песни

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Neither a brave man nor a coward, without strength nor weakness
Resentment and bitterness, more and more each day
His thirst for knowledge knows no boundaries
Damned soul, but who will believe it?

Anonymous, misunderstood, unknown rebellion

His life is a contradiction in a paradoxical world
His logic is uncertain but his heart is not
Heir to a different thought, the greatest wealth that is
Convinced to be on the right track, though he has no guides

Desperate to feel superior, not sure of the reasons why
A revolutionary without a collective, is he doomed to disappear?

Condemned to silence, but is he really?
There are so many questions he can’t answer
So much shame he can’t cope with
The helplessness is repugnant, but he’s still in denial

Scratching the surface, defining new principles
Breathing their animosity, he’s surrounded by their fears
Intimidated by their broken dreams
Still lost in this chaos
History is on its way and it never, it never betrays
He knows the impossibility of his desires
He’s lying to all but himself, he’s building a fortress

He must dig the black and rocky earth tirelessly
Without knowing if it will reveal the keys he’s seeking
Life against the tide, a passion still intact
A common, faceless hero of a cause not yet known

Neither a brave man nor a coward, without strength nor weakness
Resentment and bitterness, more and more each day
His thirst for knowledge knows no boundaries
Damned soul, but who believes it?