Dystopia
My Ransomed Soul
There's nothing left here
There is nothing left here
You once had passion, but passions out of style
You once preached love, but now you live in denial
You once had passion, but passions out of style
You once preached love, but now you live in denial
Have you lost faith, or did you have it at all?
It's hard to be strong, when all your heroes fall
Have we lost our way, our hearts have gone astray
Have we lost our core, we once were so much more
Have we lost our way, our hearts have gone astray
Have we lost our core, we are what we abhorred
Instead of holding on, you've been holding out
You have lost purpose; you are filled with doubt
The wicked will have their hearts exposed
But the faithful will reap what they sow
You once had passion, but passions out of style
You once preached love, but now you live in denial
You once had passion, but passions out of style
You once preached love, but now you live in denial
We once were something, we once were more
We once fought for, what we now abhor
Have we lost our way, our hearts have gone astray
Have we lost our core, we once were so much more
Have we lost our way, our hearts have gone astray
Have we lost our core, we are what we abhorred
There is nothing left here
There is nothing left