and there it is as pure as snow i couldn t see it for my head was too low and prying eyes they stoop too low poisoning my soul as sanity waits in the gallows defeated i fighting for a lost cause depleted i dying for the wrong cause these are the hours on the range the more you show them the more they choose to take away defeated i fighting for a lost cause depleted i dying for the wrong cause some things never change in the wings and as it s your war there ll be no escape at all defeated i fighting for a lost cause depleted i dying for the wrong cause5
['dark rock', 'gothic metal', 'modern progressive rock']