| Song | Impart Your Loss |
| Artist | A Hero a Fake |
| Album | Let Oceans Lie |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Back again for round two, we’re still not done, we’ve just begun. | |
| What you hear is not a lie, it’s the truth, it’s the truth. | |
| You’ll regret what was said, by the end of this song. | |
| Bright minds come forth, not blinded by the shit, | |
| of all that’s meaningless, but who’s to blame. | |
| Called to arms. | |
| Gather your troops. | |
| Be sure to strike with intent. | |
| It would be a shame to only make a dent. | |
| Called to arms. | |
| Gather your troops. | |
| We’ve asked for just one more chance, | |
| but you’re backed up to the edge, | |
| you’re backed up to the edge. | |
| Open your eyes and do not fear, | |
| intentions are pure and words are clear. | |
| I’m afraid to let this go, I’m afraid to let this go. | |
| When I’m broken and I’m gone. | |
| When I’m broken and I’m gone. | |
| When it’s all said and done I’ll still be my gathers son. | |
| All we ask for is just one more chance to make everything clear. | |
| Open your eyes our dreams are clear. | |
| You’ll regret what was said by the end of this song. |
| Back again for round two, we' re still not done, we' ve just begun. | |
| What you hear is not a lie, it' s the truth, it' s the truth. | |
| You' ll regret what was said, by the end of this song. | |
| Bright minds come forth, not blinded by the shit, | |
| of all that' s meaningless, but who' s to blame. | |
| Called to arms. | |
| Gather your troops. | |
| Be sure to strike with intent. | |
| It would be a shame to only make a dent. | |
| Called to arms. | |
| Gather your troops. | |
| We' ve asked for just one more chance, | |
| but you' re backed up to the edge, | |
| you' re backed up to the edge. | |
| Open your eyes and do not fear, | |
| intentions are pure and words are clear. | |
| I' m afraid to let this go, I' m afraid to let this go. | |
| When I' m broken and I' m gone. | |
| When I' m broken and I' m gone. | |
| When it' s all said and done I' ll still be my gathers son. | |
| All we ask for is just one more chance to make everything clear. | |
| Open your eyes our dreams are clear. | |
| You' ll regret what was said by the end of this song. |
| Back again for round two, we' re still not done, we' ve just begun. | |
| What you hear is not a lie, it' s the truth, it' s the truth. | |
| You' ll regret what was said, by the end of this song. | |
| Bright minds come forth, not blinded by the shit, | |
| of all that' s meaningless, but who' s to blame. | |
| Called to arms. | |
| Gather your troops. | |
| Be sure to strike with intent. | |
| It would be a shame to only make a dent. | |
| Called to arms. | |
| Gather your troops. | |
| We' ve asked for just one more chance, | |
| but you' re backed up to the edge, | |
| you' re backed up to the edge. | |
| Open your eyes and do not fear, | |
| intentions are pure and words are clear. | |
| I' m afraid to let this go, I' m afraid to let this go. | |
| When I' m broken and I' m gone. | |
| When I' m broken and I' m gone. | |
| When it' s all said and done I' ll still be my gathers son. | |
| All we ask for is just one more chance to make everything clear. | |
| Open your eyes our dreams are clear. | |
| You' ll regret what was said by the end of this song. |