There is no determination
On hate I thrive to avoid oblivion
Faithless - There is still blood on the floor
It’s so authentic you better just admit it
Endlessly pursuing the dark that lies in you
Smothering on the failure of others
A threnody we bare witness to
Chorus:
This is the last time
We ride after gold
Burning forever in the sky
Everytime I fight for revolution
A part of me is dying
My youth is lost
In a hail of deadly bullets
In a hail of deadly bullets
Repeat chorus
Everytime I fight for revolution
A part of me is dying
My youth is lost
In a hail of deadly bullets
...Of all the others
A threnody inside these infinite structures