I will not bear to While the animated releases A cyanide for us So devastating its measure glides The breath that is born of size
Unveiled exhumed when everything into form For you to see all in a perilous With long relentless Grant of open wounds and this heartless rip The drains are waiting for the of your blood
Enter all simple The center of this So barren and bleak, so feeble and With a quick flash of ice in your Like falling into a mine face first
Is this the snap of filament Or the grimmest Is this the snap of neck red and hung in this rope?
I not let this subside For the still beating heart that is inside The of old to the births of war
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 again and and again
The screams Of a unfulfilled With the sight, the sound The of steel, their blood unbound
Is this the snap of filament Or the grimmest Is this the of your neck Rung red and hung in this
I will not let this For the still heart that is buried inside The of old to the births of war
The weak will beg, swaggering in The weak beg, of instant revelation The will beg, in risk to repent The will beg for death again and again and again
The weak beg, swaggering in descent The weak will beg, of instant The will beg, in risk to repent The weak will beg for again and again and again And again and again and