Someone writes my sorrow
In forms I wish I didn't know
To everything we believe isn't real:
Raise your cups, we'll toast, we abandon all our posts
We’ll sing, we’ll feast and sink from coast to coast
Folding of possibilities
Reliving the world of holy trinities
The line was set, the night became so undone
I wait but I know not to expect anyone
In time, I'll lose all the words to say
I may have been running the wrong way
In time, I'll learn to forget
A voiceless world where you and I met
A voiceless world
The second chance may be the last of us
A voiceless world
The scenery’s starting to fade
Destruction of all that we made
Will fade
The sun is still young, the life will live on
When planets have sung the life it has lived
We have won
In time, I'll lose all the words to say
I may have been running the wrong way
In time, I'll learn to forget
A voiceless world where you and I met
Someone writes my sorrow
Breathe, you blind me and force me to read
But at nightfall you must take the lead
I can see what you want, can you see what you need?
So leave
A part of me has always known too much
Another life, I'd wait for angels to touch
But in this life we've done enough
A voice, a sight
A silence we broke for a night
We fought for ourselves like anyone else
And finally here but we know we're not here in time
Protest the Hero continues to be the best metal band, and dare I say best overall band, in the business. The entire Pacific Myth is incredible, as with every other PtH release. Worth every penny. Please please please come to Cincinnati, OH again. Brandon Yates