Grace, pride, tell me whats your name?/
Crippled will with tomorrows pill
And i feel no pain but i cant remember
Whose to b lame...
This is not my home
This is not myhome
But the source was always known
Mmygrain
I beg, you steal, do you show me your signs ofa sin
Blistered and torn by the pure & reborn
But there re just like us and remember
Man, they cave in...
This is not my home
This is n*
Migrane
Wicked goddam ba** licks war stone, do you write your name in trust?/
Word to the wise my instincts rise
All your heros are gone and the proud
Ones have turned to dust,.. Seven dust...
You can k** my pride but my heads still
Flying!
Mygrain
Mygrain
Mygrain
Migrane