Break the Lie

Waiting to be cast aside
As vultures breathe the scent (Of blood)
The wheel of fate still churns (The judged)
For those that never break the line

Fighting to protect
They should just repent
They breathe in the scent
Of blood

Tasting the consequence
Of your innocence
Raging impetus
We're never joining them!

Determined to push-back
Your lack of control
Breaking the sequence
And come what may

Waiting to be cast aside
As vultures breathe the scent (Of blood)
The wheel of fate still churns (The judged)
For those that never break the line

Feeding in their cults (Occults)
Preachers that divide (Divided)
They crumble at the exult (Stand tall)
As you crush through their corrupted binds

Fighting to protect
Circling the pit
They breathe in the scent
Of blood

Tasting the consequence
Of your innocence
Raging impetus
We're never joining them

Determined to push-back
Your lack of control
Breaking the sequence
And come what may

Break
Break
Break
Break
The lie

Tasting the consequence
Of your innocence
Raging impetus
We're never joining them

Determined to push-back
Your lack of control
Breaking the sequence
And come what may

Break
Break
Break
Break
The lie



Credits
Writer(s): Sebastian Bica
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