Testo di 'A Principle God' di Voices From The Fuselage

We're running out of time.
And we're wasting our days.
The end could last forever,
But I will not commence with my play.
It causes such pain.
Swallow the betrayal.
We're monsters on the inside,
The proof is in the good deeds we've failed.

Maybe the world won't crumble.
Maybe we will not wane.
But I won't hold my breath.
I won't hold my breath.
A principle God is yet to reign... Reign.
Maybe the skies will cease to fall down.
Maybe there's a haven elsewhere.
But I won't hold my breath.
I won't hold my breath.
A principle God is not there... There.

Please forgive me.
Learn from history.
No good can come from this.

An outcome I cannot prevent.
Falling fast into my deathbed.
Bodies of wrongs we can't amend.
A hoarde of sins we can't repent.
Can't disbelieve what I clearly see.
Project the future before me.
I begin to question everything.
You brought us all to life.
Why give us the chance to fly,
If you resort to clipping off our wings?

Maybe the world won't crumble.
Maybe we will not wane.
But I won't hold my breath.
I won't hold my breath.
A principle God is yet to reign... Reign.
Maybe the skies will cease to fall down.
Maybe there's a haven elsewhere.
But I won't hold my breath.
I won't hold my breath.
A principle God is not there... There.

When you think of all we lost.
And how little we've gained.
Regardless of the downfall,
At least I found a friend in this pain.
You're all that remains. (all that remains)
A familiar face.
I'll take your hand once more,
If you promise me a journey through time and space.