Lyrics Crave For The Broken - Fyrce Muons

Bitter weight
Sit around the sudden gate
See the man approaches

In this weight
There are widows
See them calling
Hear them weeping
Feel their screaming from their hate

They say this poem from the cradle cries
This schism of color
This surface of breed
The following deep this cave of disease
Your heaven belief won't free your face

Crave distance
Crave a following
The blind are faking to follow reason and fame
Pray for the innocent
Pray for the broken
Apart from this a casual simple day
And I will make it there