Testo The Pact

Three young men
With guitars strapped to their chests
Looking for a light in these dark days of unrest
Old enough to make their own adult choices
You can hear the sound of desperate youth in their voices
Their path narrow and winding
"Were lost" they all knew but none of them said
Trying to keep each others hearts from freezing over "We're not alive.." but far from dead

And as the gleam in their eyes fade
They lose their grip turn their backs and walk away, yeah
The time it took to bridge the gap between
The stories spoken the lies untold
Every day kids with a difference
They mourn the rubble before the dust hits the floor

RESTLESS
There's no shelter embrace the storm
TAKEN
We're torn apart so try to hold on
RESTLESS
Fuck sleeping There'll be time for that when we die
HOPELESS