So Far Away - Final Cut lyrics

Bruised floors, bruised flames, bruised knife, bruised names What we will erase So simple for you to achieve money and respect While doing your harvest of innocence You are blind to see them just being your tool Because you don't understand their language and soul (Just finish lines and goals which define you No chance to see through) Now we cry out for them as a medium How long does it take to become a victim? Pushed out by your hands – smile before it ends Brotherhood of murder – rely on the past it's all you've got We stomp onto the bloody ground – don't try to do your final cut The sound is getting louder – these are words you should understand And still you're deafened by dedication and complex The final cut is ours