Prisoners Of Future
Destoner
Weak frontier
Generalized disagreements
All beliefs are falling on us
Contaminated with false moralism
Behind a machine
Allowing to forget this existence
On the pages of a toxic book
Show the smile you want to forget
What if the sky fell upon us?
If the floor opens
Which hand will you hold?
The chains imprison you
Curious eyes
Alienated fighting for a 'cause
The words poisoned
The hearts that believed
You try to find answers
And ends up believing the lies
The virus has already spread
We are blindfolded
What if the sky fell upon us?
If the floor opens
Which hand will you hold?
When the chains imprison you
Confusion, illusion, depression
What if the sky fell upon us?
If the floor opens
Which hand will you hold?
What if the sky fell upon us?
If the floor opens
Which hand will you hold?
The chains imprison you