Hide behind the end where we lost touch
The lines of deceit can move mountains
We'll bury this as deep as it will go
But we'll never live to see to see the light of day
How we follow nowhere, with guilt in our hearts
Each day with contempt, I pray til it hurts
Cold migration, diseased as we breathe our life
Lifetimes of graying skies, crippled by our paths
I've never known a faster way to suffocate
I've never felt so wrong with the weight of sufferance
In my hands
How we follow nowhere, with guilt in our hearts
Each day with contempt, I pray til it hurts
With defeat, no words can exist
Empty thoughts, burning for a false
Fuck hope, the weakest way a man can live
I'll stand my ground, with two feet in the grave
Suicide, modeled grief
Captive, but not released
credits
from Leaving The Wolves,
released May 31, 2010
Daniel Opgenorth- drums
Erik Stenglein- guitar, bass, vocals
supported by 4 fans who also own “Leaving The Wolves”
Speechless about how abysmal and beaufitul this song is. And its actuality hurts to the bone: Nature's fingers straining towards the sky. They will reach out and pull down every ivory tower, destroying the elite, and returning arcane knowledge and lore to all. lapis_rufus
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