After all floods has risen and all anchors are dropped to the deep We live out of soul abduction protected by the dams we built new walls new martyrs Brave new world, new world order but all the martyrs are the same dead Another mourning comes Another bloodred dawn Another grave surrounded by my own fiends Every face looks down on me Teardrops fall down splattering Why are those faces so close? Only six feet from this perspective Black crowd same fake tears All masks blank featureless like mine It seems like my own funeral Im dead Bereavement is in my dictionary quite close to the brave...to the brave new world They wear my mask, face of a regretful martyr Who died for an exception that proves their rule Istvn Cseh Vocals Pter Musitz Guitars Toth Balzs Guitars Gbor ri Bass Attila Cseh Drums
cseh, martyr, new, brave, musitz