we might be through with the past but the past isnt through with us hung overhead like storm clouds wash away what weve become in the rise before the fall when our lies they were all torn away the rage is burning from within your scars im wearing on my skin my fatal flaw the weakest part of me is you bury me alive with broken hands of time heartless soldier with the onyx eyes losing blind faith in daylight darkness comes all at once in the rise before the fall when our lies they were all torn away the rage is burning from within your scars im wearing on my skin my fatal flaw the weakest part of me is you and i words exploding like ten thousand white grenades stars that bleed from skies weve known all our days its never ending no matter what comes of us when we bleed we bleed the same the rage is burning from within your scars im wearing on my skin my fatal flaw the weakest part of you is me the weakest part of you is me