The Violent Sound
The scent of the ashes
Spoils the air in my lungs
This riot inside me
Has a hold of my soul
So what should I fight for?
Should I fight for your so called liberty?
So would I just die for you?
I can assure you that I won't die in your name
No, not this way
You're the shepherd that led his sheep astray
I am searching for a sense in all of this
The scent of the ashes
Spoils the air in my lungs
This riot inside me
Has a hold of my soul
When you open your mouth
All I hear is the violent sound
Remember when you were crowned
You used our weakness as feeding ground
All you account for is the dollar in your pocket, sure
A life far from the fucking ground floor
Yeah, I do recognize your love for lies, manipulation and war
Tell me what else you got in store
We spend our days at the frontline
While you show, you got no spine
You're leading crime to its prime time
Remember when you were crowned
You used our weakness as a feeding ground
What use have our voices if they stay unheard?
What do we need our eyes for if we live in the dark?
Just living is not enough
Feel the fire
There's not a single lesson to be learned
I am still searching for a sense in all of this
Just breathing is not enough
Feel the fire calling out your name
Feel the fire blaze
The scent of the ashes
Spoils the air in my lungs
This riot inside me
Has a hold of my soul
When you open your mouth
All I hear is the violent sound
Remember when you were crowned
You used our weakness as feeding ground
I can assure you that I won't die in your name
(The scent of the ashes) No, not this way
You're the shepherd (Spoils the air in my lungs)
That led his sheep astray (This riot inside me)
I am searching for a sense in all of this (Has a hold of my soul)
Spoils the air in my lungs
This riot inside me
Has a hold of my soul
So what should I fight for?
Should I fight for your so called liberty?
So would I just die for you?
I can assure you that I won't die in your name
No, not this way
You're the shepherd that led his sheep astray
I am searching for a sense in all of this
The scent of the ashes
Spoils the air in my lungs
This riot inside me
Has a hold of my soul
When you open your mouth
All I hear is the violent sound
Remember when you were crowned
You used our weakness as feeding ground
All you account for is the dollar in your pocket, sure
A life far from the fucking ground floor
Yeah, I do recognize your love for lies, manipulation and war
Tell me what else you got in store
We spend our days at the frontline
While you show, you got no spine
You're leading crime to its prime time
Remember when you were crowned
You used our weakness as a feeding ground
What use have our voices if they stay unheard?
What do we need our eyes for if we live in the dark?
Just living is not enough
Feel the fire
There's not a single lesson to be learned
I am still searching for a sense in all of this
Just breathing is not enough
Feel the fire calling out your name
Feel the fire blaze
The scent of the ashes
Spoils the air in my lungs
This riot inside me
Has a hold of my soul
When you open your mouth
All I hear is the violent sound
Remember when you were crowned
You used our weakness as feeding ground
I can assure you that I won't die in your name
(The scent of the ashes) No, not this way
You're the shepherd (Spoils the air in my lungs)
That led his sheep astray (This riot inside me)
I am searching for a sense in all of this (Has a hold of my soul)
Credits
Writer(s): Philipp Bayer, Rene Möllenbeck, Yunus Proch
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