Tulon - Make way | Текст песни

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• Tulon
• Make way

Burning butterflies swirl the dismal vast.
Their doom is graced with the will to fly.
Burning butterflies tame an outcry.
Liberation comes with the flaws they cast.

Cut the ties,
Have a rise.
Otherwise...

Make way for the shameless and the brave,
Make way for the shameless and the brave.
Time is to be taken from the bleak,
Space is to be taken from the meek.

Make way for the shameless and the brave.

Putrefying sheep spurn the sacred dust.
All they want is naught under their feet.
Putrefying sheep relish self-deceit.
Letting weakness fall cannot be unjust.

Cut the ties,
Have a rise.
Otherwise...

Make way for the shameless and the brave,
Make way for the shameless and the brave.
Time is to be taken from the bleak,
Space is to be taken from the meek.

Make way for the shameless and the brave.

We are clear songs in a storm of noise,
We are solemn rocks in a sea of sighs,
We are leading lights in a maze of choice.

Cut the ties,
Have a rise.

We are shining hearts in a stream of dirt,
We are icy peaks in a race of tries,
We are iron fists in a hell of hurt.

Cut the ties,
Have a rise.
Otherwise...

Make way for the shameless and the brave,
Make way for the shameless and the brave.
Time is to be taken from the bleak,
Space is to be taken from the meek.

Make way for the shameless and the brave.

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