The Fall of Every Season - From Below Тексты

In the midst of these crying walls past and presence formed
Yet memories were never kept alive
If the were to, they'd swallow every bit of hope
A day to see light rise

Watch paint spread under the tyrian sky
Feeding on ascending rays
Carried by emotions. A day to be
But inside was a thundering rage

A merciless storm under tranquillized control
Bearable silence until the unbearable awoke
Lived in this nightmare, this prideless coffin
Buried below, but not below ground

Between the cracks, observed a hopeless destiny
The guardian, the lock, the detested lack of possibility

Devouring effect
Called beyond this life, beyond this god
Screeches echoed in apathic surroundings
Only to reach who he didn't call
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