Текст August Burns Red – Vital Signs
Текст:
This building is barely standing on its own foundation.
I’ve collapsed its lungs, calloused its heart and sucked the life out of this for all of Sunday to see.
I’ve taken the breath out of everything they believe, everything they hold true.
Preaching to the deaf and blind, no one sees my effort.
No one gets the point.
Welcome to my dying home.
Welcome inside these crumbling walls.
A meaningless handshake greets them all with smiles of false hope.
Do I even care as I watch a sea of people dwindling into an audience of skin and bones- an audience who doesn’t have the strength to walk out on a man who has tarnished their faith?
Welcome to my dying home.
Welcome inside these crumbling walls.
A meaningless handshake greets them all with smiles of false hope.
Do I even care as I watch a sea of people dwindling into an audience of skin and bones- an audience who doesn’t have the strength to walk out on a man who has tarnished their faith?
Альбом
August Burns Red – August Burns Red - Messengers
August Burns Red – Redemption
August Burns Red – An American Dream
August Burns Red – Black Sheep
August Burns Red – The Balance
August Burns Red – The Eleventh Hour
August Burns Red – Vital Signs
August Burns Red – Composure
August Burns Red – The Blinding Light
August Burns Red – Back Burner
August Burns Red – Up Against The Ropes
August Burns Red – The Truth Of A Liar