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作曲 : Agonist

Alone... she was... and we face this journey alone...

Helpless and weak, dependent on others' decisions and needs.

But who's to say what is right?

To protect a soul or to save a life?

Is it a plague or a gift the ability to create in the way of the

Gods? We are instinctual artists.

Atlas had nothing on what we've got.

When half a race carries the weight of existence and society shuns most circumstances, reputation screams to conform and cast out anything deviating from the norm.

The only way to believe your lies is to spread them far and spread them wide.

Creation like a limitless universe... but boundaries are what defines your size...

Wake up. Remember nightmares by sharing them upon gaining consciousness.

A flooded nation is soon to spoil so wave your flags west!

Equality will never be attained when blaming

Eve for the sins we've gained.

A fighter untilthe end but sympathy only kicked in once she was dead.

The sacrifice of a life, or rather an exchange, instead.

Pity, regret and sorrow turned to hope, but even then the newborn winds up dead.

Black white, wrong right.

Quite a simple hypocrisy.

Since when is an accident a responsibility?

If you play

God once,

I can play

God twice.

Give me the decision and

I'll handle the fight.

Materialism now subsides.

Tradition exists when no one has the guts to change.

Someone asked me what difference

One can make, one day.

For we're the moss; the

Earth the stone, so let us do as did the

Tree. For silence will long be ignored, and action recognized quickly.

What if? I should have...

Hindsight always haunts me.

A thosand

Judases could never stop me.

Slings and arrows disappoint and taunt me.

But I'm not wrong, and

I'll sacrifice everything just because

I know the way since the beginning. ...hindsight always haunts me, and then the bough breaks.