Pariah Songtext
von Project 86
Pariah Songtext
Your voice means nothing until it sounds like my
Own
I come in the name of
All your world cannot see
Barricade the bridges
It won′t make a difference
Stoke fires of conflict
The multitude can't resist the insurgence
Reprogram
To transform
Into no one
In the name of riot
For sake of revolt
In the name of ruin we storm as one
Sedition as my sword
Reprogram
To transform
Into no one
Hover above the death pit
Revolver is leveled by my right hand
Progress as contraband
Swing the sigh from on high
Through the nape of the masses
In the name of riot
For sake of revolt
In the name of insurrection we storm as one
In the name of riot
For sake of revolt
In the name of ruin we storm as one
Dethrone
Overthrow
Dethrone
Overthrow
Barricade the bridges
It will make no difference
Stoke the fire of insurgence
The multitude cannot resist
When security and comfort consume
When rule is in the hands of the few
When peace and safety emerge from the chaos
Your sovereignty is overrated
Outdated, eradicated
I come in the name of
All your world cannot see
Your voice means nothing until it sounds like my own
Your voice means nothing
Your voice means nothing until it sounds like my own
My own
My own
Own
I come in the name of
All your world cannot see
Barricade the bridges
It won′t make a difference
Stoke fires of conflict
The multitude can't resist the insurgence
Reprogram
To transform
Into no one
In the name of riot
For sake of revolt
In the name of ruin we storm as one
Sedition as my sword
Reprogram
To transform
Into no one
Hover above the death pit
Revolver is leveled by my right hand
Progress as contraband
Swing the sigh from on high
Through the nape of the masses
In the name of riot
For sake of revolt
In the name of insurrection we storm as one
In the name of riot
For sake of revolt
In the name of ruin we storm as one
Dethrone
Overthrow
Dethrone
Overthrow
Barricade the bridges
It will make no difference
Stoke the fire of insurgence
The multitude cannot resist
When security and comfort consume
When rule is in the hands of the few
When peace and safety emerge from the chaos
Your sovereignty is overrated
Outdated, eradicated
I come in the name of
All your world cannot see
Your voice means nothing until it sounds like my own
Your voice means nothing
Your voice means nothing until it sounds like my own
My own
My own
Writer(s): Andrew Schwab, Matt Putman, Michael Palmquist Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com