Plague Of The Broken Hearted

I walk, through and through, my world, my war its all for you.
I lock inside, the demons I hide.
My restraints, my binds, its all in my mind, its all in my mind.
My armies persue, protecting you, the legions i face, my darkest disgrace.

Its a war within yourself, each day we turn away, from the plague that's in the wake.
You cast yourself away. Its a war within yourself, each day we turn away, from the plague that's in the wake, you cast yourself away.

Barefoot, on an endless path, of broken glass.
Restless, drown in a sea of lies.

GO.
Pain, anger.
Hides behind, smiles and laughter, nothing gets in or out.
Nothing, gets in or out.

Its a war within yourself, each day we turn away, from the plague that's in the wake.
You cast yourself away. Its a war within yourself, each day we turn away, from the plague that's in the wake, you cast yourself away.

Its hard to stand strong, when the weight of the world in on your back.
Ask me, if ill make it.

You'll know soon, ENOUGH.
Its hard to stand strong, when the weight of the world is on your back.

Its a war within yourself, each day we turn away, from the plague that in the wake.
You cast yourself away.