A Static Lullaby "Charred Fields Of Snow" |
Why us? Why us? Right back down This Touch, last touch, this touch Break me Now I, I see you I'm sorry, not sorry A word too soft to be spoken Wrapped in barbed wire And traveling amongst the charred fields of snow I have become -Wounded! Souls lost in this display of self rightous ideals Break me, for I'm the one who deserves this pain the innocent will find the innocent will find their place in heaven This pain will not stop I now dispose of you I now dispose of you I now dispose of you And I now dispose of you And I now dispose of you One by one their souls will take you over The pain of thousands, your time has come (your time has come) To think you have broken us down You have not (You have not) The innocent are free now And you're condemned Condemned Condemned This pain will not stop I now dispose of you And I now dispose of you And I now dispose of you This Touch, last touch, this touch Break me But now I, I see the innocence Of thousands that passed To think you have broken us down You have not (You have not) To think you have broken us down You have not (You have not) And break me for I'm the one Who deserves this pain The innocent will find their way To heaven (To heaven) One by one their souls will take you over The pain of thousands, your time has come (Your time has come) To think you have broken us down You have not (You have not) To think you have broken us down You have not (You have not) Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |