I will not bear the watch while the animated sadness releases A cyanide touch for us So utterly devastating its measure glides The breath that is born of behemoth size Unveiled exhumed when everything twists into form For you to see all in a perilous mourn With long relentless devotion The grant of these open wounds and this heartless rip The drains are waiting for the loss of your blood Enter all simple solutions The center of this wasteland So barren and bleak, so feeble and weak With a quick flash of ice in your chest Like falling into a mine field, face first Is this the snap of your filament or the grimmest devout Is this the snap of your neck rung red hung in this rope I will not let this subside For the still beating heart that is buried inside The depths of old to the births of war The weak will beg, swaggering in decent The weak will beg, of instant revelations The weak will beg, in risk to repent The weak will beg, for death again and again and again The shattered screams of a people unfulfilled With the sight and with the sound The reign of steel, their blood unbound Is this the snap of your filament or the grimmest devout Is this the snap of your neck rung red hung in this rope I will not let this subside For the still beating heart that is buried inside The depths of old to the births of war The weak will beg, swaggering in decent The weak will beg, of instant revelations The weak will beg, in risk to repent The weak will beg, for death again and again and again The weak will beg, swaggering in decent The weak will beg, of instant revelations The weak will beg, in risk to repent The weak will beg, for death again and again and again and again and again and againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
