I will not to watch While the sadness releases A touch for us So utterly devastating its measure 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 wounds and this heartless rip The drains are for the loss of your blood
Enter all simple The center of this So barren and bleak, so and weak With a quick flash of ice in chest Like into a mine field face first
Is the snap of your filament Or the devout? Is this the snap of your Rung red and hung in this
I will not let this For the still beating heart that is inside The of old to the births of war
The will beg, swaggering in descent The weak will beg, of revelations The weak beg, in risk to repent The weak will beg for death again and again and
The shattered Of a unfulfilled With the sight, the sound The reign of steel, blood unbound
Is this the snap of your Or the devout? Is this the of your neck Rung red and hung in rope?
I will not let this For the beating heart that is buried inside The depths of old to the of war
The weak will beg, swaggering in The weak will beg, of revelation The will beg, in risk to repent The weak will beg for death and again and again
The weak beg, swaggering in descent The weak will beg, of revelations The weak beg, in risk to repent The weak will beg for death and again and again And again and again and