Edge of the Blade

Time to break through the anger Hunt down the remnants of the everlasting myth Incinerating hands that touched your graceful face In their mysterious ways The scorching scars have left an everlasting visual trace Now they're blinding and rewinding Time to break through the anger Hunt down the remnants of the everlasting myth Cherish your hunger for resentment and dismay And then come out to play Cascading colors meticulously all washed away Time for choosing not for losing Defying the fire reviving within Time to break through Your walls are soaring high They are disarranging The surface on which we build our own lie Time to break through the anger Hunt down the remnants of the everlasting myth Your wish for virtual perfection seems inane But try and you will evolve Your paragon possessed your inner self to no avail No more waiting, no debating Defying the fire reviving within Time to break through Your walls are soaring high They are disarranging The surface on which we build our own lie Don't throw your life away Remain the same Watch your back, now feel the heat You've fooled the world one more time And now that you've seen with open eyes All of us are incomplete It's time to break through Your walls are soaring high You can even try to Break through the perfect state of mind And now you break through You'll reach beyond the sky You should never ever build on the surface made of lies Time to break through the anger Hunt down the remnants of the everlasting myth --- Edge Of The Blade - Epica