Sleeping Pulse

Could I be wrong, or did I just watch you cut your own throat to maintain a sense of control?
Within, where logic sleeps with the pigs
I'm half in your world, so you drag me down with your ship

Lead us into war, leave the real world behind
Give in to scorn
Burn, run and hide

Waging our war has give me something pure to believe in
From my moral high ground I'm up here looking down at the parasites snapping at the air
And i guess I'm still somewhat confused
You put a grenade in your mouth and pulled the pin out in the hope that I'd get hurt by the blast

I offered to drop, even begged you to stop, for your own worthless sake, and I meant what I said
But you had to defile and then hid like a child, let the grownups clean over the mess that you'd made ... Do you feel shame?

I can see the waves rushing from your shores
I can hear the praise running from your door
You sacrificed your name and all that you've worked for
Just to feed your scorn.
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War - Sleeping Pulse

باز درآمد به بزم مجلسیان دوست دوست
گرچه غلط می‌دهد نیست غلط اوست اوست
گاه خوش خوش شود گه همه آتش شود
تعبیه‌های عجب یار مرا خوست خوست
نقش وفا وی کند پشت به ما کی کند؟ 
پشت ندارد چو شمع او همگی روست روست

As the candle melts away
Turns itself into a flame
Nothing but a tongue of light
Guides you pass throughout the night
Just a refuge for the nigh
Nothing but a tongue of light
But before it melts away
Will you see the light of day

پوست رها کن چو مار سر تو برآور ز یار
مغز نداری مگر تا کی ازین پوست پوست؟
هرکه به جد تمام در هوس ماست ماست
هرکه چو سیل روان در طلب جوست جوست
از هوس عشق او باغ پر از بلبل است
وز گل رخسار او مغز پر از بوست بوست
مفخر تبریزیان شمس حق آگه بود
کز غم عشق این تنم بر مثل موست موست

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