Resentment There's a certain relish In nurturing the fields of hate Watching them plagued By the light dearth A fragile balance Keeps the lurching structure above Severed heads Tote the top Over the Sun
Layers and layers Of endless decay Here they were banished And here they were buried Never to be unearthed
With the dark Came the awareness They were granted A glimpse of that majesty
Empty vessels Adorned but fragile Our souls crave for more Arise
No hope is delivered No light is shown With wasted weary eyes With grasping fallow hands How foolish was I To pursue persistence I claim No justice
A consonance Of unholy prayers Ascending, rising As archers With arrows striking at the heart Of dying gods
A life spent Trying to pierce through this numbing veil With impermanence Being the only constant
And if there's ever something more Than this façade Then we could safely say The interiors would be adorned With the most detailed canvas Of our prolonged and thwarted effortsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
