The Origin

We conquered fate never abandoning our face, intricate.
We will be found refusing the voice of doubt.
We conquered fate never abandoning our face, intricate.
We will be found refusing the voice of doubt.

Endless games you play.
Why do you try to escape when will it become worth it?
To convince yourself that you're satisfied.
When the obstacles have been so neatly placed in your design sensors miscommunicate
The failure lies in distrust of your natural instincts.

I've seen the shattering of my composition.
What an unfortunate visualization.

We must undo the damage imprinted in our experience has kept us all detained.
Now our design fuses missed and severed links.
It will take time to reconstruct our primitive instincts.

The essence of observation has show us how to live.
This passage in circulation gives birth to clarity.

We are not alone in this game of exchange.
In this game of retaliation, we are not alone.

Endless games you play.
Why do you try to escape when will it become worth it?
To face the wrath in action.
Erase establishmentto see they are worthless.

We conquered fate never abandoning our face, intricate.
We will be found refusing the voice of doubt.
We conquered fate never abandoning our face, intricate.
We will be found refusing the voice of doubt.



Credits
Writer(s): Lee Patrick Mckinney, David Darocha, Ronald Angelo Canizaro, Joseph Edmund Buras, Cameron Samuel Losch
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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