Wires, Wires break me nowThis Touch, last touch, this touchbreak me, now i, I see you, im sorry, im not sorrya word too soft to be spokenwrapped in barbed wireim traveling amongst the charred, fields of snowi have become.. woundedfor the souls lost in this display of self rightous idealsbreak me for im the one, the one who deserves this painthe innocent will findinnocence will find it's place in heaventhis pain will not stopi now dispose of youone by one their souls will take you overthe pain of thousands, your time has cometo think you have broken us downyou have notthe innocent are free nowand you're condemnedthis touch, last touch, this touchbreak me, now i, I see innocence of thousands that passedyou think you have broken us downyou have notand break me for im the one who diserves this painthe innocent will find their way to heaven
(to heaven)one by one their souls will take you overthe pain of thousands, your time has cometo think you have broken us downyou have not
Writer(s): Nathan Lindeman, Brett Dinovo, Samuel Brown, Philip Pirrone, Daniel Arnold
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