I will not to watch the animated sadness releases A touch for us So devastating its measure glides The breath that is of behemoth size
Unveiled exhumed when everything twists into For you to see all in a mourn long relentless devotion Grant of these open wounds and heartless rip The drains are waiting for the of your blood
Enter all solutions The center of this So barren and bleak, so feeble and With a quick of ice in your chest falling into a mine field face first
Is this the snap of your Or the grimmest Is this the snap of your red and hung in this rope?
I will not let subside For the beating heart that is buried inside The of old to the births of war
The weak beg, swaggering in descent The weak will beg, of instant The weak will beg, in risk to The weak will beg for again and again and again
The screams Of a unfulfilled With the sight, with the The reign of steel, their unbound
Is this the of your filament Or the grimmest Is the snap of your neck red and hung in this rope?
I will not let this For the still beating heart that is inside The depths of old to the of war
The weak beg, swaggering in descent The will beg, of instant revelation The weak will beg, in to repent The weak will beg for again and again and again
The weak beg, swaggering in descent The will beg, of instant revelations The weak will beg, in risk to The weak will beg for death again and and again And again and and again