Reason To Care - Chronicles | Текст песни

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• Reason To Care
• Chronicles

I grew older and so many beautiful faces stayed invisible.
I became conscious when your crimson hands lost hide and seek.
Your crimes made me cry. Your crimes let them die.

There will never be a blooming flower on their graves.
Rather a withering one.

Where is your empathy?
Where is your compassion?
„They are not only in the world.
They are aware of it“

and you're acting like
a knife thrower without any skills.
Will you keep on throwing?

„So good luck on the road for that your mission fails.“
They are one of a kind. Like every you and me.

„Always searching for the solution to belong to the others.
Always on the road. Alone.

That is not as bad and sad
as it sounds but it's true
and the destiny of somebody
who is one of a kind.“

Lay your hand on their chests.
Feel the beat and listen to the songs
every single heart will sing.