A for me de High Holy Days

So many things, i have beaten down to get my way
go unnoticed when i make mistakes
shine so perfect in the light
i did right this time
Fate, living on a stone
and a statue bleeds
and our prophets on the phone
and my mind breaks free
from the leaders and the clones
life and talk of destiny, i don't even know
Apologies, to my creation for these wasted days
my transcendence has a bitter face
dreams are built and spent with might
and i'm sorry, cause i never fight
Chorus
And in the aftermath, dreams just altruistic sayings
my just emotion throws apart, unique, i didn't even care
so look away your life is passed
and you let the chances cave
and all our cares of the moment have given us our names
Chorus