The Sunken Village
Deep within the lake of dead
There lies a village left to rot
Is it in my head?
My eyes are filled with darkest red
As I plot to free their souls
Are they truly dead?
Suffering within a dream
Echoing further 'til I cannot scream
I hear you
The lake's drowned ghosts
Beckon to me, longing release
Circling
Am I too late?
Is this my fate?
I see a bridge
All roads have led me here
I must not fail those we've lost
Countless slain
Decrepit crypts
Feeble hands, they grip
To shreds of hope
Stuck between life and death
Their bones, they cry
Deep within the lake of dead
There lies a village left to rot
Is it in my head?
My eyes are filled with darkest red
As I plot to free their souls
Are they truly dead?
Suffering within a dream
Echoing further 'til I cannot scream
I hear you
The lake's drowned ghosts
Beckon to me, longing release
Trapped inside of my own loss
My body starts to break
Locked deep inside, locked deep in my memories
Exit me
I see your shattered face
Burning down what I called home
I've lost the will to push
The dead have stirred, they call for my distant grave
Left to rot in this sunken village
Drained, cold, persist
I can't go further
I see my death looming
Void's song calls to me warmly still
Trapped inside of my own loss
My body starts to break
Locked deep inside, locked deep in my memories
Exit me
I see your shattered face
Burning down what I called home
I've lost the will to push
The dead have stirred, they call for my distant grave
Left to rot in this sunken village
There lies a village left to rot
Is it in my head?
My eyes are filled with darkest red
As I plot to free their souls
Are they truly dead?
Suffering within a dream
Echoing further 'til I cannot scream
I hear you
The lake's drowned ghosts
Beckon to me, longing release
Circling
Am I too late?
Is this my fate?
I see a bridge
All roads have led me here
I must not fail those we've lost
Countless slain
Decrepit crypts
Feeble hands, they grip
To shreds of hope
Stuck between life and death
Their bones, they cry
Deep within the lake of dead
There lies a village left to rot
Is it in my head?
My eyes are filled with darkest red
As I plot to free their souls
Are they truly dead?
Suffering within a dream
Echoing further 'til I cannot scream
I hear you
The lake's drowned ghosts
Beckon to me, longing release
Trapped inside of my own loss
My body starts to break
Locked deep inside, locked deep in my memories
Exit me
I see your shattered face
Burning down what I called home
I've lost the will to push
The dead have stirred, they call for my distant grave
Left to rot in this sunken village
Drained, cold, persist
I can't go further
I see my death looming
Void's song calls to me warmly still
Trapped inside of my own loss
My body starts to break
Locked deep inside, locked deep in my memories
Exit me
I see your shattered face
Burning down what I called home
I've lost the will to push
The dead have stirred, they call for my distant grave
Left to rot in this sunken village
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Brodnicki, Richard Rangel
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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