Из альбома: Survivalism Boulevard
A better kind of submission
Another silent prey
A new wingbeat of perdition slowly surfing through reveries
Of sulphur skies
Inhaling poisonous vapours
Of truths beyond my grasp I’m slowly choking
In your venom
Through scars and thorns I finally rise
Alone
The sulphurous core of my creationg
Won’t leave me cold
And I know
The starlit gate to thy heavens
Lies in my blood
Warning sings we’re unable to see
Blindfolded by our plastic delusions
A small distraction can make you lose it all
But who’s really to blame when the reaper claims its toll?
Dancing on broken bones
A mere conclusion
Swirling through streams of carbon thoughts
I am the dream you failed to breed
The backbone of society
Gathering the memories
I’ve lost so deep in me
Another day to mourn