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Feels like we ve run out of air, we ll wash the blood off from our hands and fight again Don't, or will we see the blame at all
and we don t care
we have embraced our suffering
and we don t care
feels like we ve run out of air
remember the name
witness the end of apathy
this is a life-long declaration of war
This is the sound of a thousand holy feet, feels like we ve run out of air
This is the sound of a thousand holy feet, this is a life-long declaration of war, they tear the breath out from our lungs
No sacrifice in vain, or will we see the blame at all
Feels like we ve run out of air, damnation passed down to our sons Demon, damnation passed down to our sons
They tear the breath out from our lungs, feels like we ve run out of air
Damnation passed down to our sons, they tear the breath out from our lungs Care, let them remember the name
No compromise to end, we ll wash the blood off from our hands and fight again, let them remember the name
Will the pain illuminate our fall, feels like we ve run out of air
let them remember the name
They tear the breath out from our lungs, let them remember the name
This is the end of everything, and we don t care, they tear the breath out from our lungs
And we don t care, we have embraced our suffering
Feels like we ve run out of air, let them remember the name
No sacrifice in vain, this is the end of everything, feels like we ve run out of air
Treading on a soon forgotten grave, feels like we ve run out of air, they tear the breath out from our lungs
This is the sound of a thousand holy feet, feels like we ve run out of air
feels like we ve run out of air
Treading on a soon forgotten grave, feels like we ve run out of air
Will the pain illuminate our fall, feels like we ve run out of air
drunk on our blood and craving more
Feels like we ve run out of air, feels like we ve run out of air, feels like we ve run out of air
And we don t care, let them remember the name, treading on a soon forgotten grave
feels like we ve run out of air
They tear the breath out from our lungs, they tear the breath out from our lungs
And we don t care, and we don t care
Witness the end of apathy, no compromise to end
Let them remember the name, no sacrifice in vain
They tear the breath out from our lungs, this is the sound of a thousand holy feet, feels like we ve run out of air
remember the name
No compromise to end, damnation passed down to our sons
No sacrifice in vain, will the pain illuminate our fall, damnation passed down to our sons
drunk on our blood and craving more
And we don t care, we ll wash the blood off from our hands and fight again
This is the sound of a thousand holy feet, feels like we ve run out of air
No compromise to end, we ll wash the blood off from our hands and fight again Don't, let them remember the name
No compromise to end, will the pain illuminate our fall Don't, we have embraced our suffering
Will the pain illuminate our fall, and we don t care Don't, remember the name
treading on a soon forgotten grave
this is a life-long declaration of war
This is the sound of a thousand holy feet, now the reaper is waiting at the door
This is the end of everything, feels like we ve run out of air We, this is a life-long declaration of war