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