Dawn of Ashes - Flat Line (live)

Dawn of Ashes - Flat line - Lyrics Bounded, this hate grows colder Sorrow eyes, black with murder Erase the hope for mankind Damned in your broken lies Self reflect The suffering bastard Self reflect Worthless disciple Self reflect You suffering bastard Self reflect Face me You’re nothing to me You’ll see a damaged seed Face me You’re nothing to me In this hell, you’re just a disease Face me You’re nothing to me You’ll see a damaged seed Face me You’re nothing to me In this hell, you’re just a disease