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This flesh holds me captive and in quest of liberation... |
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As the sheep flock in the dissonance, I tread in dissent. |
| [00:49.11] |
To the piercing light that sears our hearts; |
| [00:53.82] |
To the sickness that plagues our spirits... |
| [00:57.96] |
I cannot revere in this blind acceptance and falter in my comprehension. |
| [01:06.21] |
Forfeit my injured soul, this affliction I respire! |
| [01:16.80] |
Heal this restless spirit that bestowed naught. |
| [01:24.54] |
Heal this heart that approached the world, as I relegate I consign! |
| [01:30.96] |
Heal my heart, my weeping soul... |
| [01:36.87] |
I consign this putrid flesh. |
| [01:39.27] |
Nothing here, nobody there... |
| [01:51.09] |
Erroneous illness shouting. |
| [01:52.41] |
The outcry reviles this tattered soil... |
| [02:00.69] |
Drowning the world in filth and distortion. |
| [02:05.34] |
Forfeit my injured soul, this affliction I respire! |
| [02:13.89] |
Heal this restless spirit that bestowed naught. |
| [02:21.93] |
Heal this heart that approached the world, as I relegate I consign! |
| [02:29.22] |
Heal my heart, my weeping soul... |
| [02:33.96] |
I consign this putrid flesh. |
| [02:54.24] |
Ill leave my conscience to die. |
| [03:02.07] |
A barrenness of dreams and anticipation; |
| [03:03.81] |
Life and hope shrivel into the void. |
| [03:12.48] |
Heal this heart that approached the world, as I relegate I consign! |
| [03:20.88] |
Heal my heart, my weeping soul... |
| [03:24.36] |
I consign this putrid flesh. |
| [03:29.82] |
In this pantheon of sorrow, |
| [03:37.35] |
We are everything, yet nothing! |
| [03:42.30] |
And as long were breathing, |
| [03:49.65] |
The burden devoid of conclusion! |
| [04:00.96] |
Unaided I slither ravaged, silent and alone. |
| [04:05.01] |
I smolder in anxious strife;I decline these exhausted remnants of decay. |
| [04:13.08] |
The world is coming to an end;a vast ocean of disease... |
| [04:20.16] |
All hope is lost... or perhaps this is the cradle of salvation. |
| [05:15.30] |
I must tranquil these turbulent waters. |
| [05:35.79] |
No more expressions shall leave my trait... |
| [05:47.82] |
No further words shall be spoken. |
| [05:55.35] |
This illness they conceived broke my tired wings. |
