Текст песни At The Corner Of Blue & Rose

So horrific, this everyday life. All the fears, the cares that we're supposed to share. Shatter those without dreams. Kill the great inventors, burn away the daylight, living out our nightmares. Dreaming away our lives with nothing rectified. Desires compensate for the life unsatisfied. For the life unsatisfied. Red handed victims, all of humankind. For the life unsatisfied. Carry our crosses across the street, a martyr. Blood on our feet, blood on our hands - we're all so fake and it's only paint. Kill the great inventors, couldn't they think of anything better than this? Blood on our hands, blood on our feet - we're all so fake and it's only paint.When They All Fell - At The Corner Of Blue & Rose - http://ru.motolyrics.com/when-they-all-fell/at-the-corner-of-blue-and-rose-lyrics.html