The Flame Songtext
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The Flame Songtext
When we blow out the flame
We′ll surely fall from grace
Death and life are divided
And the balance is not right
We shallow down disloyalty
Caves are filled with dishonesty
World is choking on its sickness
And we couldn't care less
We′re losing the grip on our own sanity
Our last hope is gone, a true reality
We don't need this place
These bitter men need salvation
Evolution we cannot take
To termination it leads us anyway
Illusion in the womb of parasites
Sick face will keep us mesmerized
When we blow out the flame
We'll surely fall from grace
Death and life are divided
And the balance is not right
We shallow down disloyalty
Caves are filled with dishonesty
World is choking on its sickness
And we couldn′t care less
We′re losing the grip on our own sanity
Our last hope is gone, a true reality
We don't need this place
These bitter men need salvation
Evolution we cannot take
To termination it leads us anyway
Illusion in the womb of parasites
Sick face will keep us mesmerized
We′re losing the grip on our own sanity
Our last hope is gone, a true reality
We don't need this place
These bitter men need salvation
Evolution we cannot take
To termination it leads us anyway
Illusion in the womb of parasites
Sick face will keep us mesmerized
We′ll surely fall from grace
Death and life are divided
And the balance is not right
We shallow down disloyalty
Caves are filled with dishonesty
World is choking on its sickness
And we couldn't care less
We′re losing the grip on our own sanity
Our last hope is gone, a true reality
We don't need this place
These bitter men need salvation
Evolution we cannot take
To termination it leads us anyway
Illusion in the womb of parasites
Sick face will keep us mesmerized
When we blow out the flame
We'll surely fall from grace
Death and life are divided
And the balance is not right
We shallow down disloyalty
Caves are filled with dishonesty
World is choking on its sickness
And we couldn′t care less
We′re losing the grip on our own sanity
Our last hope is gone, a true reality
We don't need this place
These bitter men need salvation
Evolution we cannot take
To termination it leads us anyway
Illusion in the womb of parasites
Sick face will keep us mesmerized
We′re losing the grip on our own sanity
Our last hope is gone, a true reality
We don't need this place
These bitter men need salvation
Evolution we cannot take
To termination it leads us anyway
Illusion in the womb of parasites
Sick face will keep us mesmerized
Writer(s): Nick Graham, Bob Mitchell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

