Isle Of The Dead

Against rights
We were born from ashes
You and we are vulnerable
We suffer a lie
We dream
Now let us die
The voyage brought us here
No matter how it is far away, and we are reborn
The fog I alive
Go to Davy Jones' locker

This is not the end
We collapse what we hate in the world we destroy
We never obey your truth
We don't turn the page you set
This is not the end we wait for sure

Reveal the truth
You claim you threat the weakness
Eyes opened by rebels

Is this fear?
We lost our way or have we been dreaming?
God never saves us in this sea we are in maze

We know our wings can't use as we are used to do

This is not the end
We are still all alone in the world we destroy
We gave you anything true
We see the scenery where we'll go
This is not the end we wait for sure