In the depths of the soul's dark cave
Lies the truth we couldn't save
Of a youth lost to its own revolt
In a life without a single vault
We teach ourselves with futile might
About things with no future in sight
But we fail to share the reason why
We remain hesitant to die
And the once graceful past we know
Is locked within rules we now bestow
Of a biology out of pace
That surrenders to time's endless chase
Oh, woe to me who fears the hours
Oh, woe to you, life's fleeting power
Without the rules to guide our days
We'll be slaves to the mundane's endless haze
We question why the years move fast
Yet cling to moments never meant to last
The rhythm of life becomes our chain
And still, we seek to break the pain
The echoes of our ancestors call
To remind us we are bound to fall
But in the chaos, we find our grace
Learning to run in time's cold race
The elegance of days gone by
Now trapped within a measured sigh
But in the chaos of life's rough tune
We learn to dance beneath the moon
Oh, woe to me who fears the hours
Oh, woe to you, life's fleeting power
Without the rules to guide our days
We'll be slaves to the mundane's endless haze
The Cyberobots - Endless Haze Lyrics
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In the depths of the soul's dark cave
Lies the truth we couldn't save
Of a youth lost to its own revolt
In a life without a single vault
We teach ourselves with futile might
About things with no future in sight
But we fail to share the reason why
We remain hesitant to die
And the once graceful past we know
Is locked within rules we now bestow
Of a biology out of pace
That surrenders to time's endless chase
Oh, woe to me who fears the hours
Oh, woe to you, life's fleeting power
Without the rules to guide our days
We'll be slaves to the mundane's endless haze
We question why the years move fast
Yet cling to moments never meant to last
The rhythm of life becomes our chain
And still, we seek to break the pain
The echoes of our ancestors call
To remind us we are bound to fall
But in the chaos, we find our grace
Learning to run in time's cold race
The elegance of days gone by
Now trapped within a measured sigh
But in the chaos of life's rough tune
We learn to dance beneath the moon
Oh, woe to me who fears the hours
Oh, woe to you, life's fleeting power
Without the rules to guide our days
We'll be slaves to the mundane's endless haze
Lies the truth we couldn't save
Of a youth lost to its own revolt
In a life without a single vault
We teach ourselves with futile might
About things with no future in sight
But we fail to share the reason why
We remain hesitant to die
And the once graceful past we know
Is locked within rules we now bestow
Of a biology out of pace
That surrenders to time's endless chase
Oh, woe to me who fears the hours
Oh, woe to you, life's fleeting power
Without the rules to guide our days
We'll be slaves to the mundane's endless haze
We question why the years move fast
Yet cling to moments never meant to last
The rhythm of life becomes our chain
And still, we seek to break the pain
The echoes of our ancestors call
To remind us we are bound to fall
But in the chaos, we find our grace
Learning to run in time's cold race
The elegance of days gone by
Now trapped within a measured sigh
But in the chaos of life's rough tune
We learn to dance beneath the moon
Oh, woe to me who fears the hours
Oh, woe to you, life's fleeting power
Without the rules to guide our days
We'll be slaves to the mundane's endless haze
Writer: Christian Ganzert
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid