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de Avenged Sevenfold
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With this ink in our we've our fate,
and the axe comes early
(only naturally) So what does that matter?
There's a bed of waiting for me,
on the other side
They're waiting for my next move (next fatal breath)
lives to me seem so unreal, can't see through the fog
(nothing past a grey wall) see past the stereotype
Belief, structure up in you.
I'll you down and the one who created you
If they didn't have One how would they act?
If we didn't have how we behave?
Would they still feel remorse
if they slaughtered innocent beings?
Or is the only thing keeps you sane?
A good once me we are our memory
it we equal nothing
And all I can see is the I be
my was so free
Leaves at my feet, blown to the ground
their echoes are reaching my ears
Nights coming fast, suns down
But keep from me... from me
(it's hard, to me in this place, away from me)
We may have created the beginning, mentally
We may have created the beginning, physically
To the end of our human existence...
I see through you
The fear that's in your eyes
A good friend once me we are our memory
Without it we equal nothing
And all I can see is the place I wanna be
my life was so free
at my feet, blown to the ground
their echoes are reaching my ears
coming fast, suns going down - confused
I don't know the answers but neither do you.
and the axe comes early
(only naturally) So what does that matter?
There's a bed of waiting for me,
on the other side
They're waiting for my next move (next fatal breath)
lives to me seem so unreal, can't see through the fog
(nothing past a grey wall) see past the stereotype
Belief, structure up in you.
I'll you down and the one who created you
If they didn't have One how would they act?
If we didn't have how we behave?
Would they still feel remorse
if they slaughtered innocent beings?
Or is the only thing keeps you sane?
A good once me we are our memory
it we equal nothing
And all I can see is the I be
my was so free
Leaves at my feet, blown to the ground
their echoes are reaching my ears
Nights coming fast, suns down
But keep from me... from me
(it's hard, to me in this place, away from me)
We may have created the beginning, mentally
We may have created the beginning, physically
To the end of our human existence...
I see through you
The fear that's in your eyes
A good friend once me we are our memory
Without it we equal nothing
And all I can see is the place I wanna be
my life was so free
at my feet, blown to the ground
their echoes are reaching my ears
coming fast, suns going down - confused
I don't know the answers but neither do you.
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