Dusty Roads 歌词

Desperate times in vain of the weakend man The path we choose is seldom free of leaves The crimes I gaze on, they're in you're hands They pray on you and they gave in over me avenge your suns With flames too high That fire must burn To a thousand stories high With what remains Do what you will The truth is told Whats dead is dead Dusty roads to pave on, where do you stand The street names froe the vein's of soldomscene The skies you gaze on, here comes your man The summer heats the trail of broken dreams avenge your suns With flames too high That fire must burn To a thousand stories high With what remains Do what you will The truth is told Whats dead is dead Fire stands throughout the day spark the prey in hunters eyes tonight we raise the night away a pain that never cares set the sails, before the light drape the fears between the cries our redemption comes tonight so light the signal fires Desperate times in vain of the weakend man The path we choose is seldom free of leaves The crimes I gaze on, they're in you're hands They prey on you and they gave in over me avenge your suns With flames too high That fire must burn To a thousand stories high With what remains Do what you will The truth is told Whats dead is dead (x2)