Testo Repeating Night

This is the breaking point again
As the blot creeps around the margins
And if I ever try to change your mind
I know I will, I will always find another peace of mind
Don't forget it

Don't forget, it's our [?]
Don't forget, it's our [?] Though we see it going down
We hold our head up high
We will never bow down to their blinding sky

This is the reaping of the cold wind
This is the sowing of the whirlwind
And if I ever try to change your mind
I know I will, I will always find another peace of mind
Don't forget it

Don't forget, it's our [?]
Don't forget, it's our [?]
Though we see it going down
We hold our head up high
We will never bow down to their blinding sky