He Who Is Not as Others Songtext
von Terrorize
He Who Is Not as Others Songtext
A hero living in pages
Spread whispers from fantasies
So desperate to clay mold a lagacy
Still an infant
Ready for reign as king
Pulling deep from the
Pockets so desperate for glory
To evoke his sense of perfection
Desperate to mend
His ambitions into this frame of reality
Sewing seeds but, in Drowning water
The soil is ruined the plant won′t grow
My power won't become real
But im desperate to
Hold it again
Cautarise vision to flesh
Tie the knot between loose ends
A hero living in pages
Spread whispers from fantasies
So desperate to clay mold a lagacy
Still an infant
Ready for reign as king
Pulling deep from the
Pockets so desperate for glory
To evoke his sense of perfection
Desperate to mend
His ambitions into this frame of reality
Renew my nerves
My senses were sleeping
Bring me back alive
Before its to late
I Forge thoughts, to escape
Because I′m afraid
My conscience pulls tight
On the chain
The Illusion is broken
A hero living in pages
Spread whispers from fantasies
So desperate to clay mold a lagacy
Still an infant
Ready for reign as king
Pulling deep from the
Pockets so desperate for glory
To evoke his sense of perfection
Desperate to mend
His ambitions into this frame of reality
Ive grown so tired
Of this fallacy
They call hope
My ambitions
Burn just like oil
My Kingdom crumbles
From the weight of these ambitions
I lay awake knowing
My kingdom crumbles
For the fear chase for superstitions
I lay awake knowing
My kingdom crumbles
Spread whispers from fantasies
So desperate to clay mold a lagacy
Still an infant
Ready for reign as king
Pulling deep from the
Pockets so desperate for glory
To evoke his sense of perfection
Desperate to mend
His ambitions into this frame of reality
Sewing seeds but, in Drowning water
The soil is ruined the plant won′t grow
My power won't become real
But im desperate to
Hold it again
Cautarise vision to flesh
Tie the knot between loose ends
A hero living in pages
Spread whispers from fantasies
So desperate to clay mold a lagacy
Still an infant
Ready for reign as king
Pulling deep from the
Pockets so desperate for glory
To evoke his sense of perfection
Desperate to mend
His ambitions into this frame of reality
Renew my nerves
My senses were sleeping
Bring me back alive
Before its to late
I Forge thoughts, to escape
Because I′m afraid
My conscience pulls tight
On the chain
The Illusion is broken
A hero living in pages
Spread whispers from fantasies
So desperate to clay mold a lagacy
Still an infant
Ready for reign as king
Pulling deep from the
Pockets so desperate for glory
To evoke his sense of perfection
Desperate to mend
His ambitions into this frame of reality
Ive grown so tired
Of this fallacy
They call hope
My ambitions
Burn just like oil
My Kingdom crumbles
From the weight of these ambitions
I lay awake knowing
My kingdom crumbles
For the fear chase for superstitions
I lay awake knowing
My kingdom crumbles
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