Webs
When it comes to destroying lives
There is no one better than you and I
Driven by instincts, we fight and love
Yet kindness, is what, we're devoid of
We hold the power to mend or break
To give, to take, to heal, to forsake
In every soul, a battle is fought
Between shadows deep and the lessons we were taught
In life's grand play, we all must try
To understand the reasons why
Second chances, a beacon of light
For those who stumble, in endless nights
Your gods are dead
Your gods are dead
We hold the power to mend or break
To give, to take, to heal, to forsake
In every soul, a battles fought
With honeyed words and smiles that charm
We do endless harm
We do endless harm
Second chances, a beacon of light
For those who stumble, in endless nights
In the world, of who's right or wrong
Cutting our paths with a double-edged knife
In the cynic's eye, the truth does gleam
Human nature, disillusioned dream
In the echo of laughter, lies disdain
In the dance of joy, there's often pain
We wear the masks of virtue
We wear the masks of virtue
In the echo of laughter, lies disdain
In the dance of joy, there's often pain
We wear the masks of virtue
We wear the masks of virtue
Second chances, a beacon of light
For those who stumble, in endless nights
We weave deception with silken thread
In the theater of life
Your gods are dead
Your gods are dead
In the webs
In the webs of lies
There is no one better than you and I
Driven by instincts, we fight and love
Yet kindness, is what, we're devoid of
We hold the power to mend or break
To give, to take, to heal, to forsake
In every soul, a battle is fought
Between shadows deep and the lessons we were taught
In life's grand play, we all must try
To understand the reasons why
Second chances, a beacon of light
For those who stumble, in endless nights
Your gods are dead
Your gods are dead
We hold the power to mend or break
To give, to take, to heal, to forsake
In every soul, a battles fought
With honeyed words and smiles that charm
We do endless harm
We do endless harm
Second chances, a beacon of light
For those who stumble, in endless nights
In the world, of who's right or wrong
Cutting our paths with a double-edged knife
In the cynic's eye, the truth does gleam
Human nature, disillusioned dream
In the echo of laughter, lies disdain
In the dance of joy, there's often pain
We wear the masks of virtue
We wear the masks of virtue
In the echo of laughter, lies disdain
In the dance of joy, there's often pain
We wear the masks of virtue
We wear the masks of virtue
Second chances, a beacon of light
For those who stumble, in endless nights
We weave deception with silken thread
In the theater of life
Your gods are dead
Your gods are dead
In the webs
In the webs of lies
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