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Tekster: Light This City. City Of The Snares.

Follow me to solace and safety
Over the tar-blackened river and past the gleaming yellow eyes
I hope I'm right this time
I can't lose any more of you tonight
They're trusting me to lead them, but they don't know
I'm just running from my fear
Are they catching on yet?
Let's change our course
I'm putting all that I've got into my last resort

Can I count on you to make it work?
Peril and risk prowling around every corner
Sudden death rushing at us from behind the clouds
Danger and threat stalking weary stragglers
Keeping us on the very tips of our toenails

The enemy has been on our scent for days,
Only miles away from revenge they crave
There has got to be a way
To cover our tracks
Or what happens when we stop running?
I can't be too panicked to protect
Tell me, when we opened your eyes
Did we kill you or save your life?

I thought we'd never break away
From the city of the snares, always fighting to forget,
Choking out their memories
I was almost intimidated by their sleek exteriors
But the truth's they were baited with the best
They claimed they had no choices left
What value does gilded, useless armour have

When you finally need to fight?
Stop with this show,
And repeat the pathetic blind surrender.
We may be outnumbered;
We're not oblivious, we are not cowards
Like every one of them
So why am I still plagued
With apprehension, hopelessness, guilt and shame?
In spite of myself, I wonder Regretfully,
when we opened your eyes,
Did we save your life?
How the hell did any of us survive?
Peril and risk dominating the night
Sudden death rushing at us from behind the clouds
Danger and threat stalking weary stragglers
Keeping us on the very tips of our toenails

When the casualties outweigh survivors,
Is that when I'll know I've been defeated?
While the passive deny, we act on acceptance
Did we save you or did we kill you?

The dread and turmoil now behind us
An uncertain leader, we're just fortunate
To have gotten through it all
We're chasing utopia at the top of the world
I can see it now-home.
We're almost there