The Pathos Manifesto (The Death Of Socrates) Testo

We trailed the setting sun.
Tell me your will be done.
For on the morrow, said I will be gone.
Waiting to take you back home.
Despite what they say you are the prisoner.
You threw it away, how could you lead us on?
Speak what you mean, you are the sentinel.
Take it, shove it, through it, this is your head.
We long for someone
To hold to then to shun.
For when he rose up see how we all fall.
Dieing to take you back home.
Despite what they say you are the prisoner.
You threw it away, how could you lead us on?
Speak what you mean, you are the sentinel.
Take it, shove it, through it, this is your head.
This lie shall be here evermore.
These eyes will cry out at the dawn.
These arms shall reach out nevermore.
This heart won't live to see the morrow.
It won't let me go.
You are what they say.
Leave it alone.
How did you know?
I can't believe that you
Speak what you mean,
Said what you said,
Lead who you lead,
While I had to break it all down.
Down.