I will not to watch the animated sadness releases A cyanide for us So utterly devastating its glides The breath that is born of size
Unveiled exhumed everything twists into form For you to see all in a perilous With long relentless Grant of these open wounds and heartless rip The drains are for the loss of your blood
all simple solutions The center of wasteland So barren and bleak, so and weak With a flash of ice in your chest Like into a mine field face first
Is the snap of your filament Or the grimmest Is the snap of your neck Rung red and hung in this
I will not let subside For the still beating heart that is inside The depths of old to the of war
The weak will beg, in descent The weak beg, of instant revelations The weak will beg, in risk to The weak beg for death again and again and again
The shattered Of a people With the sight, with the The of steel, their blood unbound
Is this the of your filament Or the grimmest Is the snap of your neck Rung red and in this rope?
I will not let this For the still beating heart is buried inside The of old to the births 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 will beg, in descent The weak will beg, of revelations The weak will beg, in to repent The will beg for death again and again and again And again and and again