Sons Of The Addicted Heroes Of Time Lyrics

Seeking salvation, righteous abolishment of injustice
A collapse of horrific endeavors
Mystical miscreants, sheltered by evils
That keep them at bay
They will pay, let them pay

Chorus:
Does any sense here exists
The Heroes of time are those which we follow (2X)

Killing the stronger, the weak and the meek shall inherit this earth
It is their curse, it is their curse
Subservient, dominance Cease to shift into forms of destruction
Shake off your scales and shed your skin
Kill off your senses and shred your sin

[Chorus]

Often we find the things that we think that we cannot withstand
Grain of sand
Sever the strand
Sometimes we capture, the things that we feel
Like we cannot grasp
Only to find that we are unworthy
Our thoughts measure shortly

[Chorus]