Every Hour Kills - Chosen Тексты

Of this failed attempt
In front of me
Possession welds itself
To the core
Denied and distraught
All good things wash ashore

Every waking moment spent
Longing for a destiny
With patience wearing thin
Every passing moment spent
Longing for a dream

Ascend from abyssal shadows
Pretend no doubt resonates
Reject these actions
Before they begin
Descend into traditional conciousness

We are the chosen
We are the chosen
Where is your serenity
Where is your tranquillity