The Way The Pounding Heart Pounds Testo

Love is the place where our souls come alive
Where the clocks are all broken
And our fears come to die
Love is the arrow that rips through the heartache
That tears through our bodies
And shakes the ground
Death to the sorrow, the end of despair
A burden exhaustive, but a burden to bear
A sight for sore eyes is a beauty seen
You're my flame and I'm the gasoline
Need to rise up
From the dead earth
And claim your own private heaven
Need to get up
And feel the blood storm
Through every fiber
Every synapse
Every atom of every cell
Abandoned houses may fill up
With abandoned dreams
No more resistance
Just some pyramid schemes
No face
No name
No flame
No care
And no hope to raze the vacant lots and the vacant stares
The world can't bear it, can't bear to see
Another fire extinguished, another casualty
Love is the place where our souls come alive
Where the clocks are all broken
And our fears come to die