Текст песни Hereafter - The Sword

Оригинальный текст песни The Sword

Painting mindscapes
Altering reality
Prophetic whispers
In the dark lead to insanity
A danger lingers
On the borders of souls
Waiting for us to fold
Like weak pathetic fools
Grips on our minds
We will now all lose

Beaten mangled sacks of flesh
We’ve lost even at our best
Anxiety taking over
Blocking with absolution
All roads to success
Trying to depress
Make us feel like less

Breaking through every obstacle
Seems impossible
To our “weak and feeble” minds
But little do they know
We have done more
Lack of courage here you will not find
Curses you spit don’t bind
Lose your mind
You worthless pig

Break free from your bondage
Look inside you are being held hostage
Prisoner in your mind
Absent thoughts
Are controlled by the ones
Who cannot contain
What you will become
The sword, with you we’ll beat them
And send those bastards back to hell

Beaten
The sword within has risen
They’ll try and hide
We’ll get them
Deliver them
To damnation

Send them back to hell
Back to hell

Chorus:

And I have been this way before
And I know that you’re struggling
With the apathy
With the suffering
But you are not alone
I am here to help you through this
You are not alone