Текст и слова песни Forget Tomorrow – Open Your Eyes
(Clean Vocals)
We barely stumble onwards toward the trail
(Screams)
The trail of what does not exist
(Clean Vocals)
They won't ever hear the pleas we never voice
And these branches tear into our minds
(Screams)
Breathless we fall as bones shatter
(Screams)
Lay mute and await for the vultures call
Eternal eclipse or the brightest spark
(Clean Vocals)
The revolution has come to a halt
(Screams)
Everything's fading
Everyone's at fault
(Screams)
Life as an abstract
To slowly fade
Split-second contact
Serenade
(Clean Vocals)
We barely stumble onwards toward the trail
(Screams)
The trail of what does not exist
(Clean Vocals)
They won't ever hear the pleas we never voice
And these branches tear into our minds
(Screams)
Breathless we fall as bones shatter
(Clean Vocals and Screams)
Interpret the static
(Screams)
Scrape the tar from the shell
(Clean Vocals and Screams)
Melodramatic
(Screams)
This is my farewell
(Clean Vocals)
We barely stumble onwards toward the trail
(Screams)
The trail of what does not exist
(Clean Vocals)
They won't ever hear the pleas we never voice
And these branches tear into our minds
(Screams)
We barely stumble onwards toward the trail
(Screams)
The trail of what does not exist
(Clean Vocals)
They won't ever hear the pleas we never voice
And these branches tear into our minds
(Screams)
Breathless we fall as bones shatter
(Screams)
Lay mute and await for the vultures call
Eternal eclipse or the brightest spark
(Clean Vocals)
The revolution has come to a halt
(Screams)
Everything's fading
Everyone's at fault
(Screams)
Life as an abstract
To slowly fade
Split-second contact
Serenade
(Clean Vocals)
We barely stumble onwards toward the trail
(Screams)
The trail of what does not exist
(Clean Vocals)
They won't ever hear the pleas we never voice
And these branches tear into our minds
(Screams)
Breathless we fall as bones shatter
(Clean Vocals and Screams)
Interpret the static
(Screams)
Scrape the tar from the shell
(Clean Vocals and Screams)
Melodramatic
(Screams)
This is my farewell
(Clean Vocals)
We barely stumble onwards toward the trail
(Screams)
The trail of what does not exist
(Clean Vocals)
They won't ever hear the pleas we never voice
And these branches tear into our minds
(Screams)
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