Exercises in Futility I Lyrics

Song	Exercises in Futility I
Artist	Mgła
Album	Exercises in Futility
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[00:59.694]	The great truth is there isn't one
[01:05.773]	And it only gets worse since that conclusion
[01:12.723]	The irony of being an extension to nothing
[01:18.490]	And the force of inertia is now a vital factor
[01:25.423]
[01:48.308]	And there is despair underneath each and every action
[01:55.170]	Each and every attempt to pierce the armour of numbness
[02:01.225]	Burning bridges becomes a habit to support
[02:08.030]	And the front line expands like there's no tomorrow
[02:13.267]
[02:38.000]	I envy the maggots
[02:43.911]	Their stuff at least sticks together
[02:49.630]	Better than laudations of misinformed seers
[02:55.312]	And those are lengthy annals of shame that we work with
[03:00.578]
[03:01.193]	It's like dumping dead meat at the brink of Styx
[03:07.240]	With a barge that we made of what was left of Yggdrasil
[03:13.181]	After veterans of spiritual revolts were done with their armchairs
[03:19.901]	And I don't even remember which brink is which
[03:25.601]
[04:14.196]	The odour of sanctity is just refined stench of existence
[04:25.500]	Shining pearl of Augeas' crown pales in comparison
[04:35.020]
[05:00.200]	And there is despair underneath each and every action
[05:00.182]	Each and every attempt to pierce the armour of numbness
[05:13.219]	Burning bridges becomes a habit to support
[05:19.918]	And the front line expands like there's no tomorrow
[05:25.279]
[05:49.526]	The grotesque eagles of misfortune, well fed on Thanatos, sit still
[06:01.984]	It's the dignity of scavengers at the ever growing garbage dump of life
[06:13.600]
[06:38.026]	There is something about the rigid posture of a proper, authentic blind
[06:49.836]	As if extended arms reached to pass his blindness onto others
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[00:00.000]
[00:59.694]	The great truth is there isn' t one
[01:05.773]	And it only gets worse since that conclusion
[01:12.723]	The irony of being an extension to nothing
[01:18.490]	And the force of inertia is now a vital factor
[01:25.423]
[01:48.308]	And there is despair underneath each and every action
[01:55.170]	Each and every attempt to pierce the armour of numbness
[02:01.225]	Burning bridges becomes a habit to support
[02:08.030]	And the front line expands like there' s no tomorrow
[02:13.267]
[02:38.000]	I envy the maggots
[02:43.911]	Their stuff at least sticks together
[02:49.630]	Better than laudations of misinformed seers
[02:55.312]	And those are lengthy annals of shame that we work with
[03:00.578]
[03:01.193]	It' s like dumping dead meat at the brink of Styx
[03:07.240]	With a barge that we made of what was left of Yggdrasil
[03:13.181]	After veterans of spiritual revolts were done with their armchairs
[03:19.901]	And I don' t even remember which brink is which
[03:25.601]
[04:14.196]	The odour of sanctity is just refined stench of existence
[04:25.500]	Shining pearl of Augeas' crown pales in comparison
[04:35.020]
[05:00.200]	And there is despair underneath each and every action
[05:00.182]	Each and every attempt to pierce the armour of numbness
[05:13.219]	Burning bridges becomes a habit to support
[05:19.918]	And the front line expands like there' s no tomorrow
[05:25.279]
[05:49.526]	The grotesque eagles of misfortune, well fed on Thanatos, sit still
[06:01.984]	It' s the dignity of scavengers at the ever growing garbage dump of life
[06:13.600]
[06:38.026]	There is something about the rigid posture of a proper, authentic blind
[06:49.836]	As if extended arms reached to pass his blindness onto others
[07:02.303]

[00:00.000]
[00:59.694]	The great truth is there isn' t one
[01:05.773]	And it only gets worse since that conclusion
[01:12.723]	The irony of being an extension to nothing
[01:18.490]	And the force of inertia is now a vital factor
[01:25.423]
[01:48.308]	And there is despair underneath each and every action
[01:55.170]	Each and every attempt to pierce the armour of numbness
[02:01.225]	Burning bridges becomes a habit to support
[02:08.030]	And the front line expands like there' s no tomorrow
[02:13.267]
[02:38.000]	I envy the maggots
[02:43.911]	Their stuff at least sticks together
[02:49.630]	Better than laudations of misinformed seers
[02:55.312]	And those are lengthy annals of shame that we work with
[03:00.578]
[03:01.193]	It' s like dumping dead meat at the brink of Styx
[03:07.240]	With a barge that we made of what was left of Yggdrasil
[03:13.181]	After veterans of spiritual revolts were done with their armchairs
[03:19.901]	And I don' t even remember which brink is which
[03:25.601]
[04:14.196]	The odour of sanctity is just refined stench of existence
[04:25.500]	Shining pearl of Augeas' crown pales in comparison
[04:35.020]
[05:00.200]	And there is despair underneath each and every action
[05:00.182]	Each and every attempt to pierce the armour of numbness
[05:13.219]	Burning bridges becomes a habit to support
[05:19.918]	And the front line expands like there' s no tomorrow
[05:25.279]
[05:49.526]	The grotesque eagles of misfortune, well fed on Thanatos, sit still
[06:01.984]	It' s the dignity of scavengers at the ever growing garbage dump of life
[06:13.600]
[06:38.026]	There is something about the rigid posture of a proper, authentic blind
[06:49.836]	As if extended arms reached to pass his blindness onto others
[07:02.303]

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