Other Exercises
Remenissions 
Medium
by Avenged Sevenfold
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ink in our skin we've sealed our fate,
and the axe comes early
(only naturally) So does matter?
There's a bed of skeletons waiting for me,
on the side
They're waiting for my next move (next fatal breath)
Human lives to me seem so unreal, can't see through the fog
(nothing past a grey wall) see past the stereotype
Belief, up in you.
I'll tear you down and the one who you
If they didn't have One how would they act?
If we didn't have hope how we behave?
Would they still feel remorse
if they beings?
Or is hope the only thing that keeps you sane?
A good once me we are our memory
without it we equal nothing
And all I can see is the place I wanna be
my life was so free
Leaves at my feet, blown to the ground
their echoes are reaching my ears
coming fast, down
But keep away from me... keep from me
(it's hard, to keep me in this place, keep from me)
We may have created the beginning, mentally
We may have created the beginning, physically
To the end of our human existence...
I see through you
The that's in your eyes
A good friend told me we are our memory
Without it we nothing
And all I can see is the place I wanna be
my life was so free
at my feet, to the ground
are my ears
Nights coming fast, suns going down - confused
I don't know the answers but neither do you.
and the axe comes early
(only naturally) So does matter?
There's a bed of skeletons waiting for me,
on the side
They're waiting for my next move (next fatal breath)
Human lives to me seem so unreal, can't see through the fog
(nothing past a grey wall) see past the stereotype
Belief, up in you.
I'll tear you down and the one who you
If they didn't have One how would they act?
If we didn't have hope how we behave?
Would they still feel remorse
if they beings?
Or is hope the only thing that keeps you sane?
A good once me we are our memory
without it we equal nothing
And all I can see is the place I wanna be
my life was so free
Leaves at my feet, blown to the ground
their echoes are reaching my ears
coming fast, down
But keep away from me... keep from me
(it's hard, to keep me in this place, keep from me)
We may have created the beginning, mentally
We may have created the beginning, physically
To the end of our human existence...
I see through you
The that's in your eyes
A good friend told me we are our memory
Without it we nothing
And all I can see is the place I wanna be
my life was so free
at my feet, to the ground
are my ears
Nights coming fast, suns going down - confused
I don't know the answers but neither do you.
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