歌词
The wires and cables sparked amidst the air
That circulated empathy
The wings of the sparrow dispelled hope and peace
Within breath of the first beat
Broken bodies, mending time
Across the tower, between the shrine
Rebuking every paradise
Despair within the rushing tide
Asymptomatic to this poetic disease
Passion's fire, as tall as trees
Patient zero dropped upon his knees
An execution among the flames
We cleansed our teeth with treason
While the marrow filled our jaws
And rejected the taste of reason as we severed
Through our tongues
The endless stench of bitter
Fills the air we're forced to breathe
And the lungs that guide us empty
Into echoes of deceit
This never can be ended
The scars beneath the skin
Opening the wound of ego
Just to stitch it to a sleeve
In the stomach of the sea
Spectral obituary
Damned before we're freed
Dying on our knees
Hanging from the chapel
Stand graven images of peace
We long for an early sleep
To resist against what exists amidst
Death of truth
Ablaze in the bones of a long lost broken home
Drowning myself in sorrow
Freeing myself from this world
Cover the face of loss
Fingers into the eyes
Vision decays
Drenching the temple in rage
As daggers protrude from the spine of disease
And bring an end to suffering