Sangtekster:
Word Alive The The Wretched

path of the wretched is burning. I thought I knew you now you can't save your name. (We won't follow the deceiver) Don't try to silence my words with

path of the wretched is burning. I thought I knew you now you can't save your name. (We won't follow the deceiver) Don't try to silence my words with

path of the wretched is burning. I thought I knew you now you can't save your name. (We won't follow the deceiver) Don't try to silence my words with

and change the path the paragraphs infiltrate your brain total annihilation - your existence has been erased [chorus] T.R.I.C. risin from the ashes to lead the wretched

Humanity is the weakest link in the chain Broken at long last Garble comes out at first then half-words... [then random words, muffled sounding then

date/chalk up the casualties/(ch)/as history repeats/tuesday may 18 1993/how many millions died//by 1945/they claimed never again/but the nightmare's still alive

in Her sheets still warm with him Now filled with filth and foul disease As time wore on you proved A debt-ridden drunken mess Leaving my mother A poor consumptive wretch

am not alive, though they say I am. Such is the grave inconsequence of man; liar that I am, I am not alive at all, not alive at all, no. I am not alive

Can you show me what it's like to be alive? My lord knows that I've been sinking. The sanctuary's skin has finally been lifted. The symphony has grown