Preordained Game

Wartime

Composición de: Stumpy
Is it madness to be alive? 
Or life is a miracle that is worth to strive 
It breeds fear it fills with doubt, it makes me feel that I can't make it out 
No words of wisdom will ever say if I might have lost my own way 

Chorus: 
The dead end is calling No Heaven's bell tolling 
Pain our hearts will rend Wounds of life won't mend 
To set my mind free I need something to drag me out of this misery 
But this worldwide prison I cannot escape 
It's a game that's preordained 


My personal demon leads me to decay 
No guardian angel to show me the way 
Years go by in denial and pain, there's no purpose to keep me sane 
Deranged and detached from reality 
This is my fatality 

Lead: Chewbacca 

Chorus: 
The Father is hate, the Son is love 
The destine our fate and grin from above 

Solo: Chewbacca/Stumpy 

Is it madness to be alive? 
Or life is a lie that's no worth to strive 
There's question but there's no answer 
There's pain but there's no relief 
There's sin and there's no redemption 
This is no salvation - This is damnation 

Chorus: 
The dead end is calling No Heaven's bell tolling 
Pain our hearts will rend Wounds of life won't mend 
To set my mind free I need something to drag me out of this misery 
But this worldwide prison I cannot escape 
It's a game that's preordained
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