Scars Of Revolt Songtext

A picture of a golden age / Another episode / Of the gold you promised / And the stones we got.
We lie in line, the harmless fools / The air too cold to breath / We move synchronously / For now the gagged are free.
I asked the sun to shine on me / I asked the clouds to take me home.
Learn to embrace / Shadow and light / Keep an eye on what is left / Please remember us as a legion / As we grow into darkness.
We are the army of the few who dare / We declare war to those who never care / Temper the dark sky / You won't temper my light / Old shattering hands have left scars of revolt
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