of space and time A fire burns within my eyes Somewhere the harlots start to whine Just like Glen Fafard said to me What irons will enshackle White Flag
out of space and time A fire burns within my eyes Somewhere the harlots start to whine Just like Glen Fafard said to me What irons will enshackle White Flag
boundaries are what defines your size... Wake up. Remember nightmares by sharing them upon gaining consciousness. A flooded nation is soon to spoil so wave your flags
'm not giving up I've got a little fight left in my heart And if you plan to leave me now Wake me up Wake me up Wake me up... Take your swings then take
