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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Byzantine
Byzantine
Performer
Chris Ojeda
Chris Ojeda
Vocals
Brian Henderson
Brian Henderson
Electric Guitar
Ryan Postlethwait
Ryan Postlethwait
Bass Guitar
Matt Bowles
Matt Bowles
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Ojeda
Chris Ojeda
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Peter Wichers
Peter Wichers
Producer

Lyrics

One day I walked the halls and it frightened me to see
All my childish dreams have now been blown away
Come share with me your pain unless it is too late
Then like scattered crows we fly to barricade
What a terrible sight
One too often seen
Our suffering does not fall evenly
I've raised you to be bold and shout down all your fears
But I need you not to scream just run away
What a terrible sight
One too often seen
Our suffering does not fall evenly
Open your eyes to tragedy
Forced to live our lives built on broken things
A place we cannot go
Oh Christ, your blood wash over me
Symbolized all my darkest fears
Adorning all the walls were echoes of their pleas
Throwing all hope to the vastness of the sea
I've raised you to stand tall and declare your destiny
But I need you now to crouch and not be seen
Written by: Chris Ojeda
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