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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Monuments
Performer
Mick Gordon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mick Gordon
Composer
John Browne
Composer
Mike Malyan
Composer
Andy Cizek
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mick Gordon
Co-Producer
John Browne
Producer
Mike Malyan
Producer
Andy Cizek
Producer
Adam Steel
Engineer
Ross Halden
Engineer
Justin Woodward
Engineer
George Lever
Mixing Engineer
Jens Bogren
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Cold, no emotion felt
An ocean sinking into itself
Far down I go, 'til I'm someone else
And every dream is a hollow shell
A lost soul, I forfeit control to be with you
Whatever it takes to please you
With blood that I've sold, I'll do what I'm told
Now until forever
A lost soul, I forfeit control to be with you
Whatever it takes to please you
I swear to do what I'm told, with blood that I've sold
Now until forever
These faces keep fading
Pray to the ones that keep you safe
(Acts of contrition come to fruition, forgiven)
As gods speak through us, suicidal sights remain
(These apparitions have blurred our vision, conflicted)
But we were born to create
I feel a yearning for what lies beyond the charade
It calls my name
The words escape from the page
And now I struggle to recall
Why I found myself here in the first place
Hold your breath for spirits to bring you to life
Wait for death and realize you've wasted your time
Unsaturated and stranded inside
A world without any meaning, so I
Hold my breath for spirits to bring me to life
Whatever brings us to life
Bring us to life
Pray to the ones that keep you safe
(Acts of contrition come to fruition, forgiven)
As gods speak through us, suicidal sights remain
(These apparitions have blurred our vision, conflicted)
Pray to the ones that keep you safe
(Acts of contrition come to fruition, forgiven)
As gods speak through us, suicidal sights remain
(These apparitions have blurred our vision, conflicted)
These faces keep fading
Memories not worth saving
Complacent, eyes vacant
All colors dissipating
But we were born to create
I feel a yearning for what lies beyond the charade
It calls my name
The words escape from the page
And now I struggle to recall
Why I found myself here in the first place
Writer(s): John Brown, Michael Malyan, Andy Cizek, Mick Gordon
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