Of All These Yesterdays

Take away all of this pain!
Life feels like it's all in vain
Life feels like it's all in vain.

Blindingly it seeps through the trees!
Burning bright, subconscious streams
Falling light, dismantled dreams.

We are too far gone
We were never meant
To make it this far.

We are too far gone
We were never meant
To make it this far.

I feel the rage
And it burns the pages
Of all these yesterdays.

We are all damaged and wrong!
Like to sing for Death alone
Like to sing for Death alone.

Hope has gone cold with it's cause!
Lost inside it's every flaw
Life is finally swallowed raw.

We are too far gone
We were never meant
To make it this far.

I feel the rage
And it burns the pages
Of all these yesterdays.

I'm covered fast
In the falling ashes
Of all these yesterdays.

With the end in sight
I clench what's left of light
Press it against my head
And dream of the color red.

With the end in sight
I clench what's left of light
Press it against my head
And dream of the color red.

I feel the rage
And it burns the pages
Of all these yesterdays.

I'm covered fast
In the falling ashes
Of all these yesterdays.

I feel the rage
And it burns the pages
Of all these yesterdays.

I'm covered fast
In the falling ashes
Of all these yesterdays.

We are too far gone
We were never meant
To make it this far.