Caldera
Laying, here in timeless spacial, dormancy
Let go of every time you struggle to survive
Convergent boundary of consciousness collide
Yeah, Suppression
Yields, Aggression, Conviction
We have had our hands forced
Backs against the wall
Breathe in the smoke of war
Taste your resolve
We have had our hands forced
Backs against the wall
Breathe in the smoke of war
Taste your resolve
This decision is all, the same from the outside lack of resolve
Try to see my way, This Time
It's inevitable, the same as the last time welcome the fall
Try to see my way
Writer/s: Desiign
