Ram In The Thicket Songtext
Break away from the collection
Start a new pack, take a new direction
Take a stand: New insurrection
Look in the mirror and shed the reflection
Freedom receding, we're shedding it off
The dead inside are leading, we're shedding it off
Black hearted motive, we're shedding it off
The painfully devoted, we're shedding it off
Push to tip the scales, never going to get enough
Climbing high to no avail again, you're going to fall
A solution: Global execution
Fuse the stronger powers: Another Babbling tower
I want to feel everything you've got to offer
I want to see where the fire and flesh combine
I want a taste of an anarchist's ambition
I want to build it up, tear it down, and start again
We strain to restore the balance taken
In vain, we struggle to unmask the great disguise
And age to age every spirit's broken
It's time to take control and tear it down
Push to tip the scales, never going to get enough
You're flying high
Feverish and focused on the prize
Prepare to look and lose your eyes
Synergy and filthy powerlust converge
To turn the gleam to rust
Before we take the crown
Our souls turn black and take us quickly down
Start a new pack, take a new direction
Take a stand: New insurrection
Look in the mirror and shed the reflection
Freedom receding, we're shedding it off
The dead inside are leading, we're shedding it off
Black hearted motive, we're shedding it off
The painfully devoted, we're shedding it off
Push to tip the scales, never going to get enough
Climbing high to no avail again, you're going to fall
A solution: Global execution
Fuse the stronger powers: Another Babbling tower
I want to feel everything you've got to offer
I want to see where the fire and flesh combine
I want a taste of an anarchist's ambition
I want to build it up, tear it down, and start again
We strain to restore the balance taken
In vain, we struggle to unmask the great disguise
And age to age every spirit's broken
It's time to take control and tear it down
Push to tip the scales, never going to get enough
You're flying high
Feverish and focused on the prize
Prepare to look and lose your eyes
Synergy and filthy powerlust converge
To turn the gleam to rust
Before we take the crown
Our souls turn black and take us quickly down