Scum/Trauma

Found in this spiral
I dwell and endure
What's left of me, what's left for you
To consume and repress

No sense, nothing left for the weak
Just a horde of scum
Deserving nothing more than pain

Nothing more than pain
You rat

Run

No sense, nothing left for the weak
Just a horde of scum
Deserving nothing more than pain

Oppression
Release their spirit and let it foul
Oppression
You will fall and crawl before my bloodstained knees

The lonely fight behind my eyes
Visions of violence still denied
But now the rope pulls tight around your neck
I can finally breathe
Traumatized, my rest waits underneath
The end draws near
My soul, I left it, abandoned my own flesh
I always knew it
The truth I preached all along
I always knew it
Never blooming flowers always rot
Rot
Burn
Traumatized



Credits
Writer(s): Leon Göhnert, Moritz Hörner, Sönke Habersaat
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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