Broken Man

Broken Man - Made Of Hate

This is a story of man who lost his own ideas the dreams to come

His youth rebellion replaced by fear

Need to be heard misplaced with tears

I am the one who sees the truth

He is the one who seeks the truth

His house of cards is set to fail

Built on the lies the wicked game

Fighting the allies he's bound to fail

Those who despise him a twisted end

Voices in your head voices

Come take my hand

Make one small step

Leave all your fears and stop being afraid

But you will not

I know you well

So stop pretending

You let down all your friends

He wouldn't listen yet he would speak

The words don't match his lying pitch

How could the one pretend that much

To ears and hearts of carrying ones

Come take my hand

Make one small step

Leave all your fears and stop being afraid

But you will not

I know you well

So stop pretending

You let down all your friends

Come take my hand come take my hand

Make one small step make one small step

Leave all your fears and stop being afraid

But you will not

I know you well

So stop pretending

You let down all your friends