He was hollow and refused to see
All that matters in life
And what it means
Gruesome gallows
Ever haunt his keep
A neverending nightmare
He's used to see
It is a long way down
So far it's still a long way down
As he decides the fate and life
Of all the small ones
Soon you would realise
He was haunted by the night
It stands as follows: the man lives alone
With nobody to rule from an empty throne
The pride unswallowed aches his weary mind
When the joy is no more
Nowhere to find
It is a long way down
So far it's still a long way down
As he decides the fate and life
Of all the small ones
Soon you would realise
He is haunted by the night
Self-made fake image of virtuosy
Of all the great ones
He is still nothing
An illusion of god
Fake Logic - Echo Chamber Lyrics
Fake Logic - Echo Chamber Lyrics
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He was hollow and refused to see
All that matters in life
And what it means
Gruesome gallows
Ever haunt his keep
A neverending nightmare
He's used to see
It is a long way down
So far it's still a long way down
As he decides the fate and life
Of all the small ones
Soon you would realise
He was haunted by the night
It stands as follows: the man lives alone
With nobody to rule from an empty throne
The pride unswallowed aches his weary mind
When the joy is no more
Nowhere to find
It is a long way down
So far it's still a long way down
As he decides the fate and life
Of all the small ones
Soon you would realise
He is haunted by the night
Self-made fake image of virtuosy
Of all the great ones
He is still nothing
An illusion of god
All that matters in life
And what it means
Gruesome gallows
Ever haunt his keep
A neverending nightmare
He's used to see
It is a long way down
So far it's still a long way down
As he decides the fate and life
Of all the small ones
Soon you would realise
He was haunted by the night
It stands as follows: the man lives alone
With nobody to rule from an empty throne
The pride unswallowed aches his weary mind
When the joy is no more
Nowhere to find
It is a long way down
So far it's still a long way down
As he decides the fate and life
Of all the small ones
Soon you would realise
He is haunted by the night
Self-made fake image of virtuosy
Of all the great ones
He is still nothing
An illusion of god
Writer: Krzysztof Dylewski
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