Texty:
As I Lay Dying The Powerless Rise

, there must be more to life than to simply stay alive... to simply stay alive. We are not the same as I hope to show. There is a better way if we just

There is nothing that can be said To stop us from making mistakes When I look to myself as a source of ending pain No matter how many times before I'

sons of hell as before Reach out your hand Reach out your hand only to be plagued by disease While religion tries to blame what we cannot see I accept

golden streets. We can represent now what will one day be complete. Simplicity is not a curse where strength is humbled and the powerless rise (and the powerless rise

you will walk alone. For once I have stood (I have stood), no one will know, But alone I was born and alone we must go. In my convictions I've found

you will walk alone. For once I have stood (I have stood), no one will know, but alone I was born and alone we must go. In my convictions I've found

crave, there must be more to life than to simply stay alive... to simply stay alive. We are not the same as I hope to show. There is a better way if

: Yeah... If we chase acclaim in search for...search for stature, then our status becomes a vacuum draining. Opulence is a myth for there is no final

golden streets. We can represent now what will one day be complete. Simplicity is not a curse where strength is humbled and the powerless rise (and the powerless rise