They rest
They rest
They rest
They rest
They rest on the coast and the tide is impending
We pull at the motionless and static
But the torrent has crowned their heads
It fills their ears and makes them ill
They do not struggle at all, this will speak of the end
And will not prove false, it is time
To move on with the weapons of faith and love
Faith and love and faith and love and
Synchronize your steps
To the sound of guns, yeah
Synchronize your steps
To the sound of guns
This world is damned to hell and it's a revelation
And this is a shallow grave
And it's on the highest rise
We stand on its highest crest
I'll set myself on fire
Come on, watch me burn
They rest
They rest
They rest
They rest on the coast and the tide is impending
We pull at the motionless and static
But the torrent has crowned their heads
It fills their ears and makes them ill
They do not struggle at all, this will speak of the end
And will not prove false, it is time
To move on with the weapons of faith and love
Faith and love and faith and love and
Synchronize your steps
To the sound of guns, yeah
Synchronize your steps
To the sound of guns
This world is damned to hell and it's a revelation
And this is a shallow grave
And it's on the highest rise
We stand on its highest crest
I'll set myself on fire
Come on, watch me burn
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