This is a celebration, of the ones who lost their chance to die Will you believe the masses, or will you overcome? We are the Sons of a Fallen Nation
Can you feel the tension? Have you heard the voices of the lost? Churning up the fire To reach the dark side of you When the walls decide to close in
Shout In panic Keep me away from this With the Shepard This ignorance is bliss Have you ever seen when the stars go out And it blackens the scenery No
Red leaves blow in the wind, leaving home and everything it's known behind. Barren branches wave goodbye as the red leaves slowly die. Every flower stares
: Cresci da piccolo cresci da grande, sai che si cresce tra risposte e domande in mezzo al bui in mezzo alla luce, cresce il volume della tua voce cresci
Cresci da piccolo cresci da grande, sai che si cresce tra risposte e domande in mezzo al bui in mezzo alla luce, cresce il volume della tua voce cresci
apart right now We have made a solemn vow That we will one day say I do CHORUS: Until our dying day I will love you in every way We?ll share our dreams
