The Nameless Songtext
Why is nothing always nothing
When you refuse to stand for something
Promises to yourself are the worst ones to break
Nihilism is a prison
Nothing is led without vision
You better have passion carved into your grave
Don't shoot the messenger
The power in my words is the sting of discomfort
When you refuse to stand for something
Promises to yourself are the worst ones to break
Nihilism is a prison
Nothing is led without vision
You better have passion carved into your grave
Don't shoot the messenger
The power in my words is the sting of discomfort
Don't be another number
Just waiting to expire, the nameless never prosper
You can't lead a lamb to water
You know they'll be dragged to slaughter
Worship and praise is all done in vain
When your oath leads to moral decay
Worship and praise is all done in vain
Leading to moral decay (decay, decay, decay)
Worship and praise is all done in vain
When your oath leads to moral decay
You can't feel the pulse of anything
For you have lost touch with everything
Everything was meaningless til everything became nothing
And nothing gave me everything
Chasing the wind
You're chasing the wind
Thriving begins the moment you face your own self
The guilt is choking you out
Chasing the wind
Chasing the wind
Can you fall asleep with pride
Or will you slip away thinking you have done just enough to survive
Just waiting to expire, the nameless never prosper
You can't lead a lamb to water
You know they'll be dragged to slaughter
Worship and praise is all done in vain
When your oath leads to moral decay
Worship and praise is all done in vain
Leading to moral decay (decay, decay, decay)
Worship and praise is all done in vain
When your oath leads to moral decay
You can't feel the pulse of anything
For you have lost touch with everything
Everything was meaningless til everything became nothing
And nothing gave me everything
Chasing the wind
You're chasing the wind
Thriving begins the moment you face your own self
The guilt is choking you out
Chasing the wind
Chasing the wind
Can you fall asleep with pride
Or will you slip away thinking you have done just enough to survive
