"Breathing In The Wrath" lyrics
"Breathing In The Wrath"
Nothing is over, you just can't turn it off
Nothing is over, you just can't make me stop
I've faced this ugly truth motivated by negative disdain
Nothing is over, you just can't turn this off
Hold onto the darkness, the worst is charging forth
Lifeless and cold, exhale this smoke and mirrors
Wrath of lies are being told
How much more can I disagree?
Breed this army of slaves to lead them to their fucking knees
You're not alive, another product of humanity's greed
One nation breathing in fear
You can't ignore what you can't understand
People hate what they can't conquer
Take the devil's hand
So much more I can despise
I was never good enough for you, see the weakness in your eyes
I'll struggle for this one more time
Nothing is over, you just can't turn it off
Nothing is over, you just can't make me stop
I've faced the ugly truth motivated by negative disdain
Nothing is over
Hold onto the darkness, the worst is charging forth
Lifeless and cold, exhale this smoke and mirrors
Wrath of lies are being told
How much more can I disagree?
Breed this army of slaves to lead them to their fucking knees
You're not alive, another product of humanity's greed
One nation breathing in fear
I was never weak enough for your standards, your status quo, your life
I won't bow down to your ego, in my eyes you're not even alive
Writer(s): Brian Leppke, Marta Kay Peterson, Brandan Sebastian Schieppati, Ryan Jeffery Wombacher, Derek Wayne Youngsma, Dave Nassie
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- Bleeding Through Lyrics
album:
"Bleeding Through" (2010)
A Resurrection
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