The Final Stand

The Final Stand

2024-04-17

Criado por SY_Beyond the Multibus com Udio AI

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The Final Stand

2024-04-17

Lyrics

Ah, ah, ah, ah. Pushing and being pushed, here we stand Pulling and being pulled, here we stand.
 Not knowing where to go, we just stay still. Envious of those who've moved on their own ways, Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, ah. 
The gap between us grows.
Where should we go? 
Where should I go? Falling and falling apart, where have we arrived? Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, ah. Is it a cold floor, a hot floor, are we even sure it's the floor? We must be shot forth to barely find the light. Where should we go?
Where should I go? Falling and falling apart, where have we arrived? Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, ah. Is it a cold floor, a hot floor, are we even sure it's the floor? We must be shot forth to barely find the light. Only then can we hope to find it. Only then can we hope to find it. Wings unfurled in skies so grim Armor clinks, the battle hymn [Vocalizing] Ah, ah, ah, ah Echoes of the cries within Clinging to the hope so thin Fate or flight, the line wears thin