hear this whisper silently turn into a moan
the eye of the storm breaks the silence
soon we'll be gone
we all shall burn
yeah, we'll burn
hear this sound of relief coming out like the rain
blood of your soul, it'll wash away your pain
we lie to believe what we hide
we cry to release it... anyhow
chorus
you know there is sorrow
inside your heart and it needs to break out
if you lead it'll follow
wherever you try to lay down
you cover all your fears
that create your pain
fiends they'll tease you
until you break
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