Testo Damage Birth

Running through the crowd,
Running through the crowd,
Running through the crowd to survive.

Burning with the flames,
Burning with the flames,
Burning with the flames to expire.
Why shall we die frustrated?
Why shall we tear our chains and find the fountain?
Why shall we cover all these halos?
Just to die frustrated.
Now
Now
The forces have fallen out of our control
The forces have fallen out of our control
Control

Why shall we die frustrated?
Why shall we tear our chains and find the fountain?
Why shall we cover all these halos?
Just to die frustrated.
Now Now
Now
Now

We see the light change,
We see our souls eat all combats,
So why should we die frustrated?
Why should we die frustrated?

Seeking light by breaking all our aims

Healing our wounds in vain