Chasing Aurora. Depictions Of The Past. Omg!!! Randy Jackson!. Zeneszám

We will die tonight, for a better tomorrow, embrace the light.

This scream it echos from my lungs, its ripping out my insides, digging from within, somebody get the medics my bodies getting weak.

As the sky turns to black, we close our eyes and pray this doesn't last.

We will face our fears tonight, with angels by our side.

So face the gates the clouds will part through out the sky. Brace yourself were going to die, die, die.
So brace yourself, your going to die, were going to die.

This scream it echos from my lungs, its ripping out my insides, digging from within, somebody get the medics my bodies getting weak.

Terror has arrived.

So face the gates, the clouds will part through the sky

(Thanks to Rocky for these lyrics)