"Where Your Rotting Corpse Lie (W.Y.R.C.L.)" lyrics
When will we
Act the same
Cure our kind from
Eternal pain
I, I see no end
No end to this
Fueled by truth
Not by flesh
Beyond the towering
Wall of lies
We will claim our fate
Climb
Climb to the edge
Rise above the hate
We claim our freedom
We take our freedom
We will rise above
Lies
Has been spoken through your eyes
But the consequence was mine
My wrists are open wide from my sacrifice
My blood has dried
And so we stand on barren land
As you lie beneath the sand
True power we acquire
As your rotting corpse lies
Closed mind
Closed fate
Bound to death
Feel no rest
As you die
We shall reveal
True power
Climb
Climb to the edge
Rise above the hate
We claim our freedom
We take our freedom
We will rise above
Lies
Has been spoken through your eyes
But the consequence was mine
My wrists are open wide from my sacrifice
My blood has dried
And so we stand on barren land
As you lie beneath the sand
True power we acquire
As your rotting corpse lies
And so my blood has dried
From my open wrists and my sacrifice
But true power we will acquire
As your rotting corpse
Lies
Has been spoken through your eyes
But the consequence was mine
My wrists are open wide from my sacrifice
My blood has dried
And so we stand on barren land
As you lie beneath the sand
True power we acquire
As your rotting corpse lies
Act the same
Cure our kind from
Eternal pain
I, I see no end
No end to this
Fueled by truth
Not by flesh
Beyond the towering
Wall of lies
We will claim our fate
Climb
Climb to the edge
Rise above the hate
We claim our freedom
We take our freedom
We will rise above
Lies
Has been spoken through your eyes
But the consequence was mine
My wrists are open wide from my sacrifice
My blood has dried
And so we stand on barren land
As you lie beneath the sand
True power we acquire
As your rotting corpse lies
Closed mind
Closed fate
Bound to death
Feel no rest
As you die
We shall reveal
True power
Climb
Climb to the edge
Rise above the hate
We claim our freedom
We take our freedom
We will rise above
Lies
Has been spoken through your eyes
But the consequence was mine
My wrists are open wide from my sacrifice
My blood has dried
And so we stand on barren land
As you lie beneath the sand
True power we acquire
As your rotting corpse lies
And so my blood has dried
From my open wrists and my sacrifice
But true power we will acquire
As your rotting corpse
Lies
Has been spoken through your eyes
But the consequence was mine
My wrists are open wide from my sacrifice
My blood has dried
And so we stand on barren land
As you lie beneath the sand
True power we acquire
As your rotting corpse lies
Writer(s): Madeleine Liljestam, Rikard Ekberg
