the fall of ideals

The Concrete Confessional

Looking Down the Barrel of Today


There is a quiet, patient thing,
A shadow waiting in the wing.
Fate waits for you to return to sadness,
It feeds upon the static and the madness.
It coils itself, a patient spring,
So it can take control of everything.


But there's a voice that cuts the grey,
And tells you not to turn away...
Push back, strike out, let the engine roar!
This isn't what you're living for!

Keep your eyes on the road!
Feel the wind, see the sky!
Glide over the lines, just enjoy the ride!
Let the engine scream its song and leave it all behind!

They say your whole life rests on each second,
A fragile and a fleeting breath.
But they don't know the strength you've reckoned...
You are the architect of death.
(The death of who you used to be.)

Keep your eyes on the road!
Feel the wind, see the sky!
Glide over the lines, just enjoy the ride!
Let the engine scream its song and leave it all behind!

No way it will...
They whisper that you're bound to fall...
But not even time can bear the weight of your will.
It doesn't own you, not at all.
Don't you worry now, yesterday won't knock on your door!
Don't you have no doubt because you were born to fly!

Each second! The only thing you own!
Each second! On this open road!
Each second! A universe you build!
Each second! The weight of your will!
LEAVE IT ALL BEHIND!

Leave It All Behind

Verse 1:
Broken soldiers march across the line
Echoes of promises left behind
Flags wave hollow in the distant sky
Another generation forced to die

Chorus:
Lies that burn like wildfire
Consuming everything we believed
Screaming silence of the fallen
Nothing left but what we grieve

Verse 2:
Propaganda whispers poison dreams
Politicians playing deadly games
Mothers cry for sons who won't return
Battlefields where humanity burns

Bridge:
We're just pawns in their machine
Sacrifice our blood and hope
Trading lives for power's scheme
Breaking every moral rope

Chorus:
Lies that burn like wildfire
Consuming everything we believed
Screaming silence of the fallen
Nothing left but what we grieve

Outro:
Another war
Another lie
Another soul
Another cry

Guitars Bluesdude
Bass Amy Ives
Lead Vocals Albie Ingurson
Keyboards Synth & Percussion Archie Ingles
Produced by the Shed Studios Wycombe
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