Текст (слова) песни: Front Line Assembly - Remorse

"The killer drove an ingot into each of his own eyes, then cut off his head"

Captivated
In their hearts and souls
The fear and desire
Just wont let go

Naive as it seems
We all want control
Youre paralysed
When panic sets in

Quietly you drown
In your sleep

We once had a passion
It all seemed so right
So young and so eager
No end in sight
But now we are prisoners
In our own hearts
Nothing seems real
Its all torn apart

No-one knows
Where to draw he line
Accusations, a pledge
For resistance of mine

In power we trust
We cant get out

The time we spend fighting
The anger and hate
Hope for tomorrow
Is never too late

We all turn to dust
On heavens command
Time moves by fast
No second chance
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