ALBUM REVIEW: Thornhill – Heroine
Wings of steel, cold neon lights, I can’t breathe anymore.
Wings of steel, cold neon lights, I can’t breathe anymore.
Ever thought you would find something that you’ll never leave behind?
If you complain once more…
A system of beliefs disguised as religion, an alliance of wealth supported by sheep.
Carried through the gates, I will avenge my name.
As the rational mind & willpower fail, a spiritual quest begins.
A moment of peace in a war that never ends.
I’ll search for you in the guts of the lost world.
Would you be proud to call this your home?