Thin Dark Line Lights To The South
What if you finally found that all of this was real? The
hatred, the history, the lies, the scars, were still
healing. Free-form drift and flow in motion (you know
this is real). Now is the time to rise from the wreckage.
Cause this is my farewell. I know its not the end, but it
sure begins with me. This is my farewell. Every single
step is an insurgents indemnity. Youve always thrown
sticks and stones, now were skin and bones. Brothers and
sisters, now is time to take a stand. Calculated crimes,
they were planned; its all planned, take a stand with me.
And after looking down for so long youll realize that its
lonely at the top.
