Nhạc sĩ: Randy Blythe, Mark Morton, Willie Adler, John Campbell, Chris Adler | Lời: Randy Blythe, Mark Morton, Willie Adler, John Campbell, Chris Adler
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Endless mornings cut by the dawn razor
Whipping the nightmares to a froth
Endless questions with no answers
No replacement for what's been lost.
Lost
Everything suffocates in the dust of pase, fortunes squandered
The empire of lies to whome you pandered
Suffer a self-imposed exile, taste the bitter fruits of denial
In the presence of greatness the humble can only bow.
Frost on the breath of life
Empty of warmth of light
Full of nothing but deprivation
Eternal winter.
Tell me a lie with the best of intentions
Mute in the age of mass communication
Dark days lead to darker nights
Frozen, out of time
I'd dies for the blessed ego, the once mighty laid low.
Frost on the breath of life
Empty of warmth or light
Full of nothing but deprivation
Full of nothing but deprivation
Eternal Winter
Full of nothing but deprivation
Eternal Winter
You taught me hate, I'll teach you fear
Open the eyes, kill despair
You tried to squeeze the life from me
Son of bitch, I'm going to break you.
Son Of bitch, I'm going to break you.
Break You
I'm Going to break you
Break you
