
Date of issue: 14.07.2016
Song language: English
Fractures |
The Bloodwoods shiver in the glare of summers haze |
Dust of ancient lands breathes beneath our feet |
Since the dawn of time, giver of life divine |
Shadowed by dark ruination, looming down the line |
The poisoned lies of narrow minds |
Now spread into the soul of life |
Bitter blight fractures life |
This call for change won’t be too late |
The devil’s at our door |
Selling fool’s gold and a miracle cure |
Hearts of fire unite and man their barricades |
Truth is overwhelming and yet |
Hollow men still talk in vain |
Sowing sickness, shifting focus away |
Setting in stone a future we cannot sustain |
We can’t quench our thirst on profits gained |
And we can’t turn back once it begins |
Bitter blight fractures life |
This call for change won’t be too late |
They poison the well and expect us to drink |
When the river runs dry only then |
Then will they see |
You can line your pockets, but you can’t buy back your soul |
These gates are locked, this future is not yours to own |
Bitter blight fractures life |
This call for change won’t be too late |