Built to Fall Songtext
von Callider

Silence is the world within
A row of heads on bodies pinned
Keep feeling grace for every drawl
Those bastard sons against the wall

Broken be what they caress
They paint their dreams with your distress
Relate their hearts with your dismay
From ev′ry self they die

My rising tide spit out its aim
With broken hearts this world we claim
To see ourself in days of old
Creating minds cut loose and sold

So reap the goods you sowed
Set flames to what you owned
Your hands to our vendetta
These walls were built to fall


As Jesus is my friend in passion
The devil is my friend at play
I point my finger 'gainst the glass
God how I have nothing to say

I shot myself right in the head
And blamed myself for being dead
I wasted all what I could be as I pursued

My rising tide spit out its aim
With broken hearts this world we claim
To see ourself in days of old
We are the flame of what we hold

So reap the goods you sowed
Set flames to what you owned
Your hands to our vendetta
These walls were built to fall

This fire that you hold
Your lands reowned and sold
This wall straight downward falls