Eruptions Of Red
You bastards
Redeem me now that I have lost
Now, what have I gained from this?
This is a curse for me
Still I long to be set free
The self is set on fire
Out comes the exit
Like a serpent sun
The flames break loose
Release me now that doom is here
I will never settle for anything less
Than the truth in this great divide
The self is set on fire
Out comes the exit
Like a serpent sun
The flames break loose
Eruptions of red leave scars upon the scars
Vultures circle overhead, starving to pick the bones we leave
In this wasteland I lie deathless in the sand
Redeemed to form evil once again
O heroic, deliver me, let me outlive this
In the wake of collisions
This is our time to rise, through adversity
In the wake of collisions
Deploy me now that hope remain
Now that we filled once again
This fate comes easy for me again
O heroic, deliver me, let me outlive this
In the wake of collisions
This is our time to rise, through adversity
In the wake of collisions
You bastard
Eruptions of red
Now desolation comes as my paradise
This is my time to rise
Upon the tyrant throne
You bastard.
Desolation
You ride the answer you make me tell
Eruptions of red
You reap
Redeem me now that I have lost
Now, what have I gained from this?
This is a curse for me
Still I long to be set free
The self is set on fire
Out comes the exit
Like a serpent sun
The flames break loose
Release me now that doom is here
I will never settle for anything less
Than the truth in this great divide
The self is set on fire
Out comes the exit
Like a serpent sun
The flames break loose
Eruptions of red leave scars upon the scars
Vultures circle overhead, starving to pick the bones we leave
In this wasteland I lie deathless in the sand
Redeemed to form evil once again
O heroic, deliver me, let me outlive this
In the wake of collisions
This is our time to rise, through adversity
In the wake of collisions
Deploy me now that hope remain
Now that we filled once again
This fate comes easy for me again
O heroic, deliver me, let me outlive this
In the wake of collisions
This is our time to rise, through adversity
In the wake of collisions
You bastard
Eruptions of red
Now desolation comes as my paradise
This is my time to rise
Upon the tyrant throne
You bastard.
Desolation
You ride the answer you make me tell
Eruptions of red
You reap
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Writer(s): Flemming Lund, Kasper Thomsen
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