Of All These Yesterdays de Trivium

Take away all of this pain,
Life feels like it's all in vain,
Life feels like it's all in vain,
Rottingly it seeps through the trees,
Burning lots of concious streams,
Falling like 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.

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 through ages,
Of all these yesterdays.

We are all damaged and broken,
Like to sing for death alone,
Like to sing for death alone,
Hope it's gone cold with it's cause,
Lost inside it's every flaw,
Life's follow swallow rough.

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 through ages,
Of all these yesterdays.

Uncovered past,
In the falling ashes,
Of all these yesterdays.

With the end in sight,
I glimpse what's left of light,
Pressing against my head,
And dream of eternal death.

With the end in sight,
I glimpse what's left of light,
Pressing against my head,
And dream of eternal death.

I feel the rage,
And it burns through ages,
Of all these yesterdays.

Uncovered past,
In the falling ashes,
Of all these yesterdays.