Automata (The)

Writing The Past
Tear out the chapters of the past Don't salt these old open wounds We sign the papers of our lives Making the choices that embody us We strive for the least wretched path As innocence is trampled And desire is nurtured Ignoring the wisdom of a thousand ages We push the line off the edge with our own selfish motives Emigrating from our true home Never even glancing back We sign the contracts of our lives Making the choices that embody us We strive for the most beaten path As friends are crushed And confidence shattered When we look up to the sky for help it smiles down on us and says you made this Abandonment seems all too real but despite of your shame you still have one chance Beyond the doubt of reason Accept the fate which we made Burn your want in the fires of your sacrifice Kill opinions that bind us Kill the faith that questions Kill the cry that beckons Kill the rogue emotion Tear out the chapters of the past Don't salt these old open wounds Aus Songtexte Mania