This Routine is Hell - The Weight of Defeat | Текст песни

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• This Routine is Hell
• The Weight of Defeat

Demons rise, heroes fall. Domesticated wolves once stood so tall.
It's sad to see a lion's heart drowned in grief.
So is this it? Are we heading for mass-deception?
Well maybe I'm naive. But I'd like to think there's still a chance to ignite the spark.
Set it off
There's so much at stake.
Burdened with the weight of defeat.
We never asked for this.
Filling our minds with a monotone beat.
We never cared for this.
We're killing the time, but it won't die.
We're counting days now, revive those memories.
Hold them tight as if there's no way back.
The clock's ticking like a hammer inside my head.
If you think we're afraid of the dice.
You better think, you better think twice.
I'd rather have a little hope in my eyes.