Fangs Of Fenrir
A question is a statement with purpose
cultivated by a stimulated sense of urgency
I ask but one in the name of all of us
Is survival, though uneasy, still a right to me
When the manufactured gods of our mortal world
decide its our time to fight
Will we lay down our lives for their cause
and thus forfeit our own sight?
(Chorus)
Blood dripping from the fangs of fenrir
I don't know if I can remember
The last time I had the heart to cry
The last time I produced tears to dry
We give our voice to mortal men
We put our lives in their unworthy hands
We look in their instructed directions
We only hear when they say listen
I for one see this to be
An unacceptable conformity
I will not be made the sheep
When clearly there is a wolf within me
(Repeat Chorus)
And I know I'll Die alone
Here
Fighting on my own
Here
We are the last battle line
Release the last battle cry
And I know I'll Die alone
Here
Fighting on my own
Here
We are the last battle line
Release the last battle cry
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This is how the world will end... We'll all go ******** ourselves burning_eyes
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This is how the world will end... We'll all go ******** ourselves burning_eyes