Letra de Felony
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[Music - Dan Mongrain, Lyrics - Francois Mongrain & Phillipe Papirakis]
-All who so thirst for power-
-All who so thirst for power-
-Fail to see how swift it devours...-
Oh faithless arrogance
Thou hast amended the souls
Of all they who be brave...
And so dost thou beseech all
Wearing away the spirit, the flame
Those who would rise
Hide 'neath all the lies
And they who would call
Praise their fatality...
Crawling, they, as larvae.
Insipid, arrogance,
Leaving the valiant
Perfidy, hearsay,
Assailing the ardent
Discrete revolts
Abstract word
Bravery fulminated
Stagnant larvae
Truth drawn from the waters of chance
Lust for power, pointless, ignorant
With all the grandeur of entropy
Questioning faith, place your bets
Waxen feathers, raising stakes
A lament of praise,
The tears of an angel
The illusion of glory never to exist
Imperfect perfection
Perfectly imperfect
Forfeiting desire
Perennial quest
Never to begin
[Lead - Dan Mongrain]
Acerbically stoic
Ineptly lucid
Fanatic felons
Heroic cowardice
Jail of flesh
Nets of woven nerves
Ditches of blood
Time's ball and chain
Those who would rise
Hide 'neath all the lies
And they who would call
Praise their fatality...
Crawling, they, as larvae...
Oh faithless arrogance
Thou hast amended the souls
Of all they who be brave...
And so dost thou beseech all
Wearing away the spirit, the flame
Those who would rise
Hide 'neath all the lies
And they who would call
Praise their fatality...
Crawling, they, as larvae.
Insipid, arrogance,
Leaving the valiant
Perfidy, hearsay,
Assailing the ardent
Discrete revolts
Abstract word
Bravery fulminated
Stagnant larvae
Truth drawn from the waters of chance
Lust for power, pointless, ignorant
With all the grandeur of entropy
Questioning faith, place your bets
Waxen feathers, raising stakes
A lament of praise,
The tears of an angel
The illusion of glory never to exist
Imperfect perfection
Perfectly imperfect
Forfeiting desire
Perennial quest
Never to begin
[Lead - Dan Mongrain]
Acerbically stoic
Ineptly lucid
Fanatic felons
Heroic cowardice
Jail of flesh
Nets of woven nerves
Ditches of blood
Time's ball and chain
Those who would rise
Hide 'neath all the lies
And they who would call
Praise their fatality...
Crawling, they, as larvae...
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