The Moustache: Act I

Stop, wearing my crown, you're not my king
I don't need to seed my failure (now)
This generation is hollow
Should I speak with no fear?

We need more of redemption
Seek for the truth beneath the pain

(War) we have been blessed on the battle fields
(War) before there was a man now we speak for thousand
(War) listen carefully 'cause I'm not coming back
(War) fight you're own battles and bleed before they bleed

War

You dig you're own grave building happiness among the others sadness
People from everywhere will gather here to watch this
So please lay down and enjoy

Stop thinking you're the one (not the one)
I'm an old fashioned man

We follow your path but now your lead
The sky is bleeding faster