First Law Songtext
von Kulan Gath
First Law Songtext
I don′t fear death, only regret
All is within my hands
Hands forged in the fired of loss
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Iron sharpens the blades that cut the ties
Until the final thread
You will live the life you′ve chosen
One chance, succumb or prevail
Will you waste the gift you're given?
Slowly rotting from the inside out
Realize your true potential
We are born for so much more
Carve a path, destroy all resistance
Stand for something or die for
Nothing, breeds nothing
Nothing, breeds nothing
Breathe through the anguish
And block out the pain
Become the cure for this human disease
Objects in motion remain in that state
Find your momentum before it's too late
Breathe through the anguish
And block out the pain
Become the cure for this human disease
An object in motion remains in that state
Find your momentum before it′s too late
Nothing, breeds nothing
Nothing, breeds nothing
No more, false starts
First law, last chance
No more, false starts
First law, last chance
I don′t fear death, only regret
All is within my hands
Hands forged in the fire of loss
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Nothing, breeds nothing
Nothing, breeds nothing
Nothing
Nothing
All is within my hands
Hands forged in the fired of loss
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Iron sharpens the blades that cut the ties
Until the final thread
You will live the life you′ve chosen
One chance, succumb or prevail
Will you waste the gift you're given?
Slowly rotting from the inside out
Realize your true potential
We are born for so much more
Carve a path, destroy all resistance
Stand for something or die for
Nothing, breeds nothing
Nothing, breeds nothing
Breathe through the anguish
And block out the pain
Become the cure for this human disease
Objects in motion remain in that state
Find your momentum before it's too late
Breathe through the anguish
And block out the pain
Become the cure for this human disease
An object in motion remains in that state
Find your momentum before it′s too late
Nothing, breeds nothing
Nothing, breeds nothing
No more, false starts
First law, last chance
No more, false starts
First law, last chance
I don′t fear death, only regret
All is within my hands
Hands forged in the fire of loss
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Nothing, breeds nothing
Nothing, breeds nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Writer(s): Bartosz Leśniewski, Damian Bralewski, Emil Kedzierski, Hamish Mowat, Kurt Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com