Grace, pride, tell me whats your name

Crippled will with tomorrows pill

And I feel no pain bit I can't remember

Whose to blame...



This is not my home

This is not my home

But the source was always known



My Grain

I beg you steal, do you show me your signs of a sin

Blistered and torn by the pure and reborn

But there he just like up and remember

Man, they cave in..



This is not my home

This is not my home

But the source was always known



My Grain



This is not my home

This is not my home

But the source was always known



My Grain

War stone, do you write your name in trust

Word to the wise my instincts rise

All your heros are gone and the proud

Ones have turned to dust... seven dust

You can kill my pride but my heads still flying



My Grain

My Grain

My Grain

Migrane