from the soul of the unnamed to the devastating depths of the heads and the hearts of the shamed with patience like the fury of a freight train ill always have faith in the untamed i have faith in the untamed bleagh no room to think when digression is fought progression of thought dies and goes right out the door its hard to move on when tradition is the whore that keeps your feet nailed to the frozen floor now it weighs down your mind and once again left you deaf dumb and blind but i have faith that one day well have the strength to rip out every single page i have faith youll find no peace youll still be empty it will never end this tradition is a downfall its hard to let go when youre still holding on youll find no peace youll still be empty you better believe were breaking boundaries a routine for the uninspired for the hearts that lack any fire  i have faith youll find no peace from this youll still be empty it will never end this tradition is downfall its hard to let go when youre still holding on youll find no peace from this youll still be empty you better believe were breaking boundaries you put your thoughts in dying hands while you wade through the quicksand you put your thoughts in dying hands while you wade through the quicksand you put your thoughts in dying hands while you wade through the quicksand first to realize not verbally but in your heart your blood your whole thinking that human beings around the world goes through the same agonies that one goes through the loneliness the dispair the depressions the extraordinary uncertainty insecurity whether they live 10 thousand miles away or 2 thousand miles or here they are all psychologically bound together if one realizes that profoundly in your guts your blood your heart and your mind then you are responsible 
['melodic hardcore', 'melodic metalcore', 'metalcore', 'modern melodic hardcore']