Peace
Rain pours, washing away
Any trace of love
Replaced with dismay.
This room so quiet...
This room, so quiet without your voice;
The final bell calls but all I hear is noise.
The blind lead the blind and death follows suit
Consuming the people we thought we once knew.
There's a problem with the world today.
Coffin nail, oh how your echo haunts me;
Claiming what's not yours
Taken to the dirt, forever more.
I've stood up so many times to say goodbye,
But this time I feel the fault is mine.
How many times did I watch you fall asleep?
How could have I known what you were dreaming?
I hope today that you're finally at peace;
A melancholic pause for loss and the in between.
We all say that we should have known,
But it's always too late when the true scars start to show.
Will you remember me in the next life?
If you do, please know I tried.
And while you had suffering
I was left with loathe.
"Please wake me from this bad dream
The darkness here is forever unending
We once walked side by side;
Where are you now? Where are you now?
Father above, please hear me now
You didn't before; I hope you're listening now
You all watch me like a scapegoat
Tell me; what did you do to fix my sorrow?"
We did nothing but walk on by;
Ignorant of what was on your mind.
You lost the battle, but we lost the war.
A kingdom falls, as do we all.
Live. Serve. Die.
(That's all we know)
Live. Serve. Die.
(That's all you know)
Live. Serve. Die.
(With S-1-3)
Live. Serve. Die.
(Carved in your tombstone)
You walked across a sea of flames,
But when the temperature rose we never bothered to help.
We forgot, left you behind, ignoring the pain in your eyes.
Now you're gone I can't find the words to say.
The right words to say...
(Dear old friend, my brother in arms)
(A soul so broken; we could not mend)
(I hope your soul rests in a world so calm)
(A more deserving end)
Rain pours, washing away
Any trace of love, replaced with dismay.
You gave up all that you owned;
Your love, your family, your home.
But what I regret the most was giving up on you.
Any trace of love
Replaced with dismay.
This room so quiet...
This room, so quiet without your voice;
The final bell calls but all I hear is noise.
The blind lead the blind and death follows suit
Consuming the people we thought we once knew.
There's a problem with the world today.
Coffin nail, oh how your echo haunts me;
Claiming what's not yours
Taken to the dirt, forever more.
I've stood up so many times to say goodbye,
But this time I feel the fault is mine.
How many times did I watch you fall asleep?
How could have I known what you were dreaming?
I hope today that you're finally at peace;
A melancholic pause for loss and the in between.
We all say that we should have known,
But it's always too late when the true scars start to show.
Will you remember me in the next life?
If you do, please know I tried.
And while you had suffering
I was left with loathe.
"Please wake me from this bad dream
The darkness here is forever unending
We once walked side by side;
Where are you now? Where are you now?
Father above, please hear me now
You didn't before; I hope you're listening now
You all watch me like a scapegoat
Tell me; what did you do to fix my sorrow?"
We did nothing but walk on by;
Ignorant of what was on your mind.
You lost the battle, but we lost the war.
A kingdom falls, as do we all.
Live. Serve. Die.
(That's all we know)
Live. Serve. Die.
(That's all you know)
Live. Serve. Die.
(With S-1-3)
Live. Serve. Die.
(Carved in your tombstone)
You walked across a sea of flames,
But when the temperature rose we never bothered to help.
We forgot, left you behind, ignoring the pain in your eyes.
Now you're gone I can't find the words to say.
The right words to say...
(Dear old friend, my brother in arms)
(A soul so broken; we could not mend)
(I hope your soul rests in a world so calm)
(A more deserving end)
Rain pours, washing away
Any trace of love, replaced with dismay.
You gave up all that you owned;
Your love, your family, your home.
But what I regret the most was giving up on you.
Credits
Writer(s): Martin Wood, Matthew Stylianos Stevens, Nicholas Haberle
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