On a mountain he sits, not of gold but of shit
Through the blood he can learn, see the life that it turn
From council of one
He'll decide when he's done with the innocent
From yesterday, it's coming!
From yesterday, the fear!
From yesterday, it calls him
But he doesn't want to read the message here.
Do you really want?
Do you really want me?
Do you really want me dead or alive to live a lie?
We were the Kings and Queens of promise
We were the victims of ourselves
Maybe the Children of a lesser God
Between Heaven and Hell
Heaven and Hell
No matter how many times that you told me you wanted to leave
No matter how many breaths that you took you still couldn't breathe
No matter how many nights that you'd lie wide awake
To the sound of the poison rain
Where did you go? Where did you go? Where did you go?
Lost in the city of angels
Down in the comfort of strangers, I
Found myself in the fire burned hills
In the land of a billion lights.
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