The Fault Line Paroles

at the end of the world
another underrated typecast
who's ready for war

So when the beat came in I led ten thousand men
which only seven survived
me, my band of brothers
the others left dead inside

I'm standing on the edge
of an apocalyptic scene
looking over every man
that stood before me

What makes your different
than anyone of those motherfuckers
who lay dead in the dirt

NOT A GODDAMN THING
look back and ask yourself
was it worth it is this worth it

and so it comes to this along side the fault line
I'm just shy of broken wrists and you start to apologize
I saw your heart consume with fear
and that look in your eyes
I had shed not a tear when I declined