Born of Osiris - The Origin Lyrics
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The Origin
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What Are The Lyrics For The Origin By Born of Osiris?
We conquered fate
Never abandoning our face We will be found Refusing the voice of doubt We conquered fate Never abandoning our face (intricate) We will be found Refusing the voice of doubt Endless games you play Why do you try to escape? When will it become worth it To convince yourself that you're satisfied When the obstacles have been so neatly placed In your design sensors miscommunicate The failure lies in distrust of your natural instincts I've seen the shattering of my composition What an unfortunate visualization We must undo the damage imprinted in Our experience has kept us all detained Now our design fuses missed and severed links It will take time to reconstruct our primitive instincts The essence of observation Has shown us how to live This passage in circulation Gives birth to clarity We are not alone (we are not alone) In this game of exchange In this game of retaliation We are not alone Endless games you play Why do you try to escape? When will it become worth it To face the wrath in action Erase establishment To see they are worthless We conquered fate Never abandoning our face (intricate) We will be found Refusing the voice of doubt We conquered fate Never abandoning our face (intricate) We will be found Refusing the voice of doubt |
Who Wrote The Origin By Born of Osiris?
Lee Mckinney, David Darocha, Ronnie Cannizaro, Cameron Losch, Joseph Buras
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