Set In Motion — Misery Signals

Our fears ring true We're on a march towards the end Cover my eyes But I still hear the deafening drums of war Onward every twisted spoke

Let's make history Let's make history stop When there's nothing left We'll be fed our father's dreams

And I find every time I face this skyline I picture it in ruins It's not going to stop

Our fears ring true We are numbered with the dead When I finally come apart Every piece will melt holes into the streets Onward every twisted spoke

Let's make history Let's make history stop When there's nothing left We'll be fed our father's dreams

We can't let it happen like this Burn it down Burn it to the fucking ground It's not going to stop