Til Days Shall Be No More

The chance of a life and a peace exists for us beyond these walls
Burning all illusion, buried our illusion
Our cities bleed their secrets, rebel lives still sing when the last step falls
Burning all illusion buried all illusion
The local time falling from fire we abandoned
Past the past the past unwind our dirty reflections
In the water rocks of white teeth at the fall line spinning tales tonight
Histories the days unsung but brightly shining
These songs are songs are for the dead that the system forgets
These words add to the voices and we’re not beaten yet
These truths another way to guard the light in your eyes
These word building potential, we get back up to rise
Building potential up to rise
I’m so sick of feeling hollow and empty when the tv’s on
Buried my illusion, burning my illusion
Clutching cold to the still air and the faded dreams of tomorrows gone
Burning all illusion, buried all illusion
This virus in our compassion has no known cure
We’re distracted then bought out clean and pure
We are all dreaming, dreaming for
Our eyes race under the lids, hear the voice from the past to the unbroken kids
These songs are for the dead that the system forgets
These words add to the voices say we’re not beaten yet
These truths another way to guard the light in your eyes
These days building potential, we get back up to rise up to rise
Your voices sound from underground
Your dreams endure til days shall be no more