Ancient Weapon

Awaking a dream that fits in your plate
Is reading feeding your pain?
Probably not, but anyway it is keeping you alive

A boss outside of a game
Is playing making you sane?
Probably not, but anyway it keeps you aligned

Our eyes is looking for a new path
The truth is just a mindset
That makes us ill

So we try to pick a thrill
And transform in a refill
That convince every name
To spot a brand new aim

Craning a little faith in fate
Is believing making you cait?
Probably yes, but anyway it is keeping you proud

Teasing an online easy bait
Is winning feeding your rage?
Probably yes, but anyway is keeping you aloud

Our eyes is looking for a new path
The truth is just a mindset
That makes us ill

So we try to pick a thrill
And transform in a refill
That convince every name
To spot a brand new aim

Is it enough to make you reckon
That truth hurts doesn't matter if you lost or won?
We are hostages of an ancient weapon
(That slaughtered our freedom)
Is it enough to make you reckon
That truth hurts doesn't matter if you lost or won?
We are hostages of an ancient weapon
(That slaughtered our freedom)

Our eyes is looking for a new path
The truth is just a mindset
That makes us ill

So we try to pick a thrill
And transform in a refill
That convince every name
To spot a brand new aim

So we try to pick a thrill
And transform in a refill
That convince every name
To spot a brand new aim

So we try to pick a thrill
And transform in a refill
That convince every name
To spot a brand new aim



Credits
Writer(s): Dennis Eduan
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