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For All It's Worth - Orpheus(Aus)
Torn from the inside giving all you have
You'll run a thousand miles before you take on helping hands
They take it all for granted a never-ending feed
But when the trough is empty see the failure of the breed
Now run to me and show me grace
When within my heart beats a losing race
With my chance for the light to choose my fate
Disease of the mind your mediocre trait
Take with ease from those with hearts of gold
Their eyes a window straight into the soul
What you take for granted can be taken back
But you force their hand with lies and vicious tact
Take for all it's worth inside
Leave nothing but the empty shell
This life sustains not a given few
It gives up on the good it knew
A fragile state of mind reserved
For villains posing with the good
But hesitate distrust disassemble all that's right
Come seek the chalice of the light
Now run to me and show me grace
When within my heart beats a losing race
With my chance for light to choose my fate
Disease of the mind your mediocre trait
Inside your fragile mind make a mess of what is right
What gets left behind
Now feel the shame for treachery so blunt
Placed with force upon the brethren that you loved
Now run to me and show me grace
When within my heart beats a losing race
With my chance for light to choose my fate
Disease of the mind your mediocre trait
Take for all it's worth inside
Leave nothing but the empty shell
This life sustains not a given few
It gives up on the good it knew
Leave nothing but the empty shell
It gives up on the good it knew
