Letras
Enduring folly
Blended culling
Narrow falling
Callous crawling
I'm only holding on to a normal life
I'm holding on to the brightest nights of my sombre drive
Prosperity, fumble to death
Ambitions are enough for me
Stay close to my dreams
Straying further away from grief
Touched by familial hands
And burnt by the cynical minds of liars
Affiliate, go then to drown in a cataract
To see what accolades await
Impoverished shone the years you gave
Sense poverty, writhe on the crest
Indifference cower the best of you
Unto a shimmering loss
A reverence to behold
The sight of a mental rebirth
Oh how you'll freeze on the taiga floor
To be held by the woods
Follow, bleed high
Let the tourniquet hang through his flesh
Marrow greed fly
Poisoned, the wounds in his spine
Wallow, knee grind
Let him stumble and fall down in a crawl
Tail low, full bind
In the void of his own, he will bawl