Epica

Death of a Dream ~ the Embrace that Smothers part VII

I followed your rules

A willing fool

Branded by shame

My soul suffers from your hostile ways

I bear so many scars, hit me hard

Time to change we have to rearrange

For this has gone too far, way too far

Creating new laws and living by unwritten rules

Restricting us

My soul suffers from your hostile ways

I can’t let go

Creating new spins on ancient creed to fit your views

Denying us

You created this world

Where honesty is not allowed

You created this world

Where ignorance is being taught

You created this world

Where I am all, you’ll never be

You’ve been drilling these

Such falsely-based philosophies

…in me

The curtain has fallen

There’s no one behind

Corrected one mistake

But I am still around

Our fight is over

My scars will leave a stain

You thought that it was all easy

But I will still remain


You created yourself

Based on nothing else but lies

You created yourself

Where all your aspiration died

You created yourself

Where I am all, you’ll never be

You’re deceiving me

Now I am forcing you to see

… this

The curtain has fallen

There’s no one behind

Corrected one mistake

But I am still around

Our fight is over

My scars will leave a stain

You thought that it was all easy

But I will still remain

Take my hand, I’m sinking, I’m reaching out for you

Can’t you see what you’ve done to all of us?

Torturing me has no use here anymore

I followed your rules

A willing fool

Branded by shame

My soul suffers from your hostile ways

I bear so many scars, hit me hard

Time to change we have to rearrange

For this has gone too far, way too far

Creating new laws and living by unwritten rules

Restricting us

My soul suffers from your hostile ways

I can’t let go

Creating new spins on ancient creed to fit your views

Denying us

The curtain has fallen

There’s no one behind

Corrected one mistake

But I am still around

Our fight is over

My scars will leave a stain

You thought that it was all easy

But I will still remain

Your time is over

I’m taking what’s mine

You thought that you could keep me

Under your thumb and mind

Take my hand, I’m sinking, I’m reaching out for you

In my dying dream

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