Exhale - Front Line Assembly

It feeds, and grows, inside your eyes

The air, it forces, between the deep

Less vacation, fornication

The noise, the noise have fear

Where, where do we go from here?

Too much sin, and tears

Drawing us to this naked paradise

Keep pace with them will make you sin

Fragile brush, and nemo grin

Excessive surveillance, your camera’s clear

Under the soil, never spoils

So clear, so frail, just entails

Despise the moment, when you are here

So clear, so frail, just entails

Despise the moment, when you are here

The noise, the noise have fear

Where, where do we go from here?

Too much sin, and tears

Drawing us to this naked paradise

Less vacation, fornication

So fight, the gun

See it

Stand back, go

The something has begun

The noise, the noise have fear

Where, where do we go from here?

Too much sin, and tears

Drawing us to this naked paradise