Raised Fist - Tribute lyrics

To this point in life
We've had no experience
And it feels
Like we're smashed beyond recognition
Bleak sections of thoughts
A contrast to my hope
This is a form of tribute
To the world you're digging in

I see my enemy
Not a good comunity

Separated by filthy worms
We're getting smaller and smaller
And isolated
As we're following the pilgrim path
Fields and narrow walleyes
Lays upon us with hate
You're the cream of my dream
And nothing can come between

I see my enemy
Not a good comunity

Only death can come between us
And the heavenly earth
[x2]

To this point in life
We've had no experience
And it feels
Like we're smashed beyond recognition
Bleak sections of thoughts
A contrast to my hope
This is a form of tribute
To the world you're digging in

I see my enemy
Not a good comunity