Disarmonia Mundi The Isolation Game
Fragile bridges burn
towers built among the ruins turn to dust as I stare
waiting
Hatred fills my lungs sets my soul on fire lick the
wounds and recover for more (for more)
I won't wait for your judgment to come
For you have lost your power
And I won't let you dispose of my life
Striking down the walls you have built around my vision
still undone yet barely breathing
Anger feeds my heart
raging from the inside chances lost can tear you apart
I won't wait for your judgment to come
For you have lost your power
And I won't let you dispose of my life no more
Bastard
despite your greed you have failed to steal my dreams
Facelifter
defied your days are coming your final days are coming
Falling, falling deep in the coldest denial
I won't be waiting here no more
Calling, calling deep in the core of the night this
endless road
I won't wait for your judgment to come
For you have lost your power
And I won't let you dispose of my life no more
The isolation game
The isolation, the isolation game
