Alba s touto skladbou:
The Empty Frame,
13,
The Unbroken,
Life That Kills,
Dark Matter Dimensions,
To sacrifice oneself never made sense to me
Cause life is really the only and last gift we've all received
Some will waste it in the name of something you can't see
Continually defeat the purpose of that something creating
Oh, delusions
Are meant to justify, justify the things you do
Oh, delusions
Never really qualified, qualified as an excuse
As he approached the city center with the skyline in view
There was nothing left to contemplate, he knew he must follow through
With the plan certified by faith and a plan written in death
At that moment, this was it, he took his last breath
Oh, delusions
Are meant to justify, justify the things you do
Oh, delusions
Never really qualified, qualified as an excuse
No more hiding, no more hiding, no more blame
No more fighting, no more fighting, no more pain
No more chaos, no more chaos, no more stress
And no addiction, no addiction, no more mess
No ?, ? swollen head
No more greed, no more feeding from the hand
No more writing, no more "blame it on the man"
Realize it's your own fault
"Da-da-da, do-do-da-do-da"
