Pressing On - Hearts Of Stone | Текст песни

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When suffering and madness become commonplace
It gets overwhelming
And we haven’t even seen the worst of it yet
We’re so sheltered- is this the best we have to give?
Is this the measure of our lives?
Cynicism can be comforting, when everything is a lie
MELT THESE HEARTS OF STONE!
The life support systems begin to erode
The patterns can clearly be traced
And we sit transfixed hurtling headlong to our doom
As if there is no other way
Is there a spark of life that sets us apart from the loveless, lifeless hordes?
Is there a way to find a way to try?
Is there anything? Anything?

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