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Alone at last, we can sit and fight.
And I've Mất tích all faith in this blurring light,
But stay right here we can change our plight.
We're storming through this despite what's right.

One final fight, for this tonight.
Woah...
With knives and pens we made our plight.

Lay your tim, trái tim down the ends in sight.
Conscience begs for bạn to do what's right.
Everyday it's still the same dull knife,
Stab it through and justify your pride.

One final fight, for this tonight.
Woah...
With knives and pens we made our plight.
Woah...
And I can't go on without your love, bạn lost, bạn never held on.
We tried out best... Turn out the light,
Turn out the light.

One final fight, for this tonight.
Woah...
With knives and pens we made our plight.
Woah...
And I can't go on without your love, bạn lost, bạn never held on.
We tried out best... Turn out the light,
Turn out the light.

Seven years have come and gone
All that's left are scriptures songs
Livin' with the pieces of my memories
And I'll guard all the dyin' and kill all abandoned hope
When martyrs die who is left to hide the moonlight?

I will walk through hell in these words I've fell
Straight into your arms
With this crown of thorns
With my crown of thorns

Drag me into sky black lungs, give bạn hope to rise above
Am I what bạn want hoặc who I had to be?
And I'm not the Messiah and I can't heal a broken home
I'll give bạn my life and my pride to live through tonight

I will walk through hell in these words I've fell
Straight into your arms
With this crown of thorns
With my crown of thorns

Faith incarnate through the darkness
Sins of carnage we've become of

I will walk through hell in these words I've fell
Straight into your arms
With this crown of thorns
With my crown of thorns