Binary from Dystopic by Dystopic

We are the flailing, pain in our eyes for the sense of our brothers bane
we are the falling, before we are taken, we just cant be changed
Broken all the chains all the shackles unmade as we run again
split ties with their ways i’m so sick of these games
sick sickness will bleed away

well we rot from the inside
green film slips slowly away
if not today, then who's he to say
traditions of old we cannot uphold

where is the hate in me gotta find that cause of pain i think i need you now
with time to discover what makes us tick, in time unstick the revolution not far away first this then that now we attack, with our minds set back we are trapped

Broken all the chains all the shackles unmade as we run again
split ties with their ways i’m so tired of these games
sick sickness will bleed away

where is the hate in me gotta find that cause of pain i think i need you now
with time to discover what makes us tick, in time unstick the revolution not far away first this then that now we attack, with our minds set back we are trapped

• Metal
• djent
• hardcore
• metal
• metalcore
• Sydney