Glasslands

So help me up, my body’s stuckI wanna go back, don’t wanna feel the light.I’ve had enough, this isn’t love,My mind is haunted by this frozen wasteland.I won’t be strong, least not for long,What’s acryptic, tell me what’s your secret.Come get your fix, just whisper it,We’

We live to appeaseEntire generations blind to this cultural diseaseThey cover our own eyesThey bind our hands until we cry for moreThen throw us to the wolvesThis is a war for our souls; just let, just let goI will not forgetThe Demons that you areI will not forgetThe Demons that you areThere isn’