let's barricade the way to the secrets of the sane for the sake of a system that never listens befalling everyday
fallen angels make their way just a matter of power in the hands of the cowards in their tower
it's so surreal in the way it makes me feel i tried to step aside but the smell of death only made me wanna suicide (burn the fold) the stain is on your fingers (burn the fold) it's just a matter of time until the past will find you and
so god manifests in doubt so god the vanity we stole and sought in your name (was for nothing)
they're crawling each and every day just stalling until it's time to play, whoah
let's barricade the way to the secrets of the sane for the sake of a system that never listens befalling everyday everyday
the weight of this universe's soul will crash and we'll rise reach into the heart of this world it's all inside inside
so god manifests in doubt so god the vanity we stole and sought in your name (for nothing) (for nothing)