Текст песни Trivium - Of All These Yesterdays

Take away all of this pain.
Life feels like it's all in vain,
Life feels like it's all in vain.
Blindingly it seeps through the trees,
Burning bright subconscious streams,
Falling light dismantled dreams.

We are too far gone,
We are too far gone,
We are too far gone,
We were never meant to make it this far.

I feel the rage
And it burns the pages
Of all these yesterdays.

We are all damaged and wrong
Practicing for death alone,
Practicing for death alone.
Hope has gone cold with its cause,
Lost inside its every flaw,
Life is finally swallowed raw.

We are too far gone,
We are too far gone,
We are too far gone,
We were never meant to make it this far.

I feel the rage
And it burns the pages
Of all these yesterdays.
I'm covered fast
In the falling ashes
Of all these yesterdays.

With the end in sight
I clench what's left of light,
Press it against my head
And dream of the color red.

I feel the rage
And it burns the pages
Of all these yesterdays.
I'm covered fast
In the falling ashes
Of all these yesterdays.

We are too far gone,
We are too far gone,
We are too far gone,
We were never meant to make it this far.