The Alive Lyrics

Welcome to the overload, this is our doomsday show

Now it's real and now it's here

Apocalypse, ruined our lives

The ones who kill us now, they were what they're not

Perhaps this is how it's meant to be

A flashback of reality

A supernova horror story, that took us to a sick new fucking world

If there was a God, why would he bring this down the Innocent people who live for the rest?

You brought us apocalypse, here's my apology

The rest of the world will rot in anthologies

Fuck the higher power (fuck the higher power)

We are the alive

We fight the dark, the ones who lost

This battle's ours but undecided

blood and love is what survival costs

A refugee from underworlds

Now the whole worlds disturbed

We can't take this any longer

Fuck them all, go on further

Remedies

Tendencies

Off with their fucking heads

So sick of this wretched game

If there was a God, why would he bring this down on the innocent people who live for the rest?

You brought us apocalypse, here's my apology

The rest of the world will rot in anthologies

Fuck the higher power (fuck the higher power)

We are the alive

Whats the truth? (Gang)

Killing to survive or surviving just to (kill?!)

Keep it real (gang)

Are they really enemies or just a programmed tendency?

A flashback remedy, feels so heavenly, it kills the pain for one small moment

The nightmare won't stop

Even if you kill the rot

Someone take me back to the past

Back to the past!

You say you fight for freedom but you fight for you

Read the book, flip the script, we're all fucked now that we are

A product of design

Just a fucking hologram

In your mind

If there was a God…

If there was a God, why would he bring this down on the innocent people who live for the rest?

You brought us apocalypse, here's my apology

The rest of the world will rot in anthologies

Fuck the higher power (fuck the higher power)

We are the alive

We've bled into the screen

The voices target me

The bloods on my hands

We follow commands

We've bled into the screen

The voices target me

The bloods on my hands

We follow commands (Oh)

Like a knife in the fucking back

In the back