Losing my fight. Losing my strength. Running in circles.
Losing my light. Losing my faith from this betrayal.
Is it over now? Can I make it out?
Should I fight for love? Can it still be found?
Do I have to choose what I have to lose?
Is there no way around?
When hope’s laid low it challenges all you know.
They made this nightmare come to life.
In bitter cold, I’m tearing down all these walls.
May angels lay waste to the demon inside.
There’s no more time. No time to waste. I know you’re able.
Drawing your ire, I feel your hate becoming fatal.
Do I have to choose what I have to lose?
Is there no way around?
When hope’s laid low it challenges all you know.
They made this nightmare come to life.
In bitter cold, I’m tearing down all these walls.
May angels lay waste to the demon inside.
Cold belligerence. Willful ignorance.
Sanctimonious. Care for none of us.
Callous selfishness. Burning all of this down…
When hope’s laid low it challenges all you know.
They made this nightmare come to life.
In bitter cold, I’m tearing down all these walls.
May angels lay waste to the demon inside.
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