Compositor: Trivium
It's we the people
Who spawned this rage
The violent people
Who dawned this age
Who dawned this age
Convulse and kill
Tremble, blood spills
Ruination
Our divination
Caustic are the ties that bind
Like barbed wire, taut and fine
Tied around the wrists that
Plead
Crimson for the dark to feed
Why can't we see
What's come to be
We broke the lifeblood
We're drowned in death's flood
We're drowned in death's flood
Convulse and kill
Tremble, blood spills
Ruination
Our divination
Caustic are the ties that bind
Like barbed wire, taut and fine
Tied around the wrists that
Plead
Crimson for the dark to feed
Caustic are the ties that bind
It surges through us all
A lack of self-control
A sighing, vacant soul
Plunged headfirst in the deep
Nothing for us to keep
Only sounding a weep
Can you help me find my way
I've been lost for so long I don't
Even known where it went wrong
Can you help me
Can you help me
Find strength to armor me
To face my enemies
A whispered, draining plea
Can you help me find my way
I've been lost for so long I don't
Even known where it went wrong
Can you help me
Can you help me
Caustic are the ties that bind
Like barbed wire, taut and fine
Tied around the wrists that
Plead
Crimson for the dark to feed
Caustic are the ties that bind