[Bryan Garris] Flashes of blood and bone An empty vessel in between its home You wrap around my feet Pulling like wet cement, I sink
Clawing to get away But every branch I hold onto breaks Where do I go from here? Panic sets in and I start to shake (Shake)
Loathing Crushed by the weight of the terror
All life reduced to stone A beam of light pulls you above the ground Out of the water through the parted clouds All life reduced to stone
I am withеring at the helm Suffocating, and overwhеlmed I hand you to god Carve your name Everything burns Nothing remains [Matt King] We are gathered here today Under the pressure of a weary gaze Hydrate the garden Decorate the grave
Lowered beneath the dirt
[Bryan Garris] The trumpet toils for the blood I harvest
Flashes of blood and bone An empty vessel in between its home God knows I belong to hell That's why he left me here by myself
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