A mask burnt into my skin, ancestral I become Woven into dust, they're watching me
Now I need the pain, to return, to transcend and to believe.
I need the pain It's all I am A lesson to be learned And be forgotten
A mask burnt into my skin, ancestral I become Woven into dust, they're watching me
To pretend to be detached from the fabric of constant change To deny a connection to the threads that make you whole (x2)
But hell is what you need To achieve And maintain peace It's what you need
I need the pain To feel alive A lesson to be learned
When I shed my skin To cherish tradition I will claw beneath the folds And find ash where the eyes should be
They're collecting what's left of my bones And putting them in little jars Adorning them with diamonds And resting me below the sun
Ancestral I become And woven into the dust, into the dust
A mask burnt into my skin, ancestral I become Woven into dust, they're watching me
Now I need the pain, to return, to transcend and to be free.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
