Haste the Day - Sons of the Fallen Nation

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This is a celebration

Of the ones who lost

Their chance to die

Will you believe the masses

Or will you overcome?

We are the sons of the fallen nation

We hold the keys to our demise

And grace will kiss your head

As you fall asleep

I'm so tired of always letting you down

Still you offer to turn it around

I just can't seem to get my feet on the ground

Still you offer to turn it around

This is your one destraction

Weakening your ability to grow

So you'll push yourself further away

Eyes of zeros, of nothing

Still you throw it all away

And you'll push yourself further and further away

I'm so sick of the desire

To throw it away

And I feel so expired

So I'll bury my head and dissolve

I'm so tired of always letting you down

Still you offer to turn it around

I just can't seem to get my feet on the ground

Still you offer to turn it around

Sever the head of a snake

Lie there and wait for distraction

Sever the head of a snake

Lie there and wait for the pain to sink in

Sever the head of a snake

Lie there and wait for distraction

Sever the head of a snake

Lie there and wait for the pain to sink in

I'm so tired of always letting you down

I just can't seem to get my feet on the ground

Still you offer to turn it around

I'm so tired of always letting you down

Still you offer to turn it around

I just can't seem to get my feet on the ground

Still you offer to turn it around

Sever the head of a snake