Alba s touto skladbou:
Graveyard of Empires,
You're a book, you're a photograph
You're a plaque on the wall
Or a knickknack haiku
You're the voice of a guilty man
Who doesn't call your name
Until he needs to be lied to
Call me vicious
Cast your stones on me
You're the death of a million men
You're the face we defend
With a patient virtue
You're the judge of when a life should end
Or when a war begins
You're such a perfect statue
You wear your necklace
Like you wear your noose
You fear your comfort any way you choose
I'm not like you
I'm alone, I'm not lonely
I can't let you in
I feel like choking then holding
You're breaking the skin
This isn't hope that I'm holding
No love you can give
Not lonely, I've chosen
To bleed here again and again
Now I
Wake up to the sound of the mourning
I feel infection
Eyes shut
To the absent heartbeat
Too late to question
Will you surrender
Or will you lose
I love the way you blur your vision
I feel your passion
Never give up until the path you're living
Finds your intention
You call me evil cause I'm not like you
You fear your comfort any way you choose
I'm not like you
One man buys the life
That someone controls the night
He died.
