Forté - Dischord lyrics

Fate calling me ... A Time to heal , a time to die A Servant to the grand design Born into a World of hurt Living last and dying first And said it was a Form arose Reborn within this crypt of stone Justify the Thing you've done Bitter Words from an empty Tongue Between two Worlds Set to devide Not yet reborn They cannot die Where is the Truth When Blood fills your Eyes Suffer the Ma**es The Hatred of our Time As the Blinded let the Blind After all the Soul survives Justify the Thing you've done Bitter Words from an empty Tongue