Mortality
Stare
I'm staring at a bleeding soul
As my instincts are losing control of my mind
The veil now drops to heed the call of salvations demise
A heartbeat defying time
This closure is mortality
Please take this dust and spread it
through the place that I liked best
A soul back to rest
Through the shadows of all life's failures
spiritual healing stood alone through the dark age of life
As you peer through the window of time is
what you see what you believe to be reality?
Are your thoughts falsely thrown into a blind entity?
A contagious, disease of the mind?
I hope you will understand why this world wasn't meant for me
I stand before you a broken man,
with nothing but death in my hands and
a burning desire to understand this life
Remorse controlling the backbones or inner demons
To force an unwritten code of the damned
Forced to beckon a weapon - a silencing tool
That's forced us all to be in fear of ourselves
Seen it all through these wastelands of common deceit
They even exist beyond the mire
All the while draining blood from
societies spine in a spiral to achieve most divine
Alone
Forewarned
All is surreal
All too characteristic threads of
death draw to a close, this you embrace
I stand before you a broken man,
with nothing but death in my hands and a burning
desire to understand this life, for all I've lived for
To exist - to live without answers
Parading around a false sense of individuality
From infancy to death, a cycle repeated for the old blood renewal
Perfected here is mortality
I'm staring at a bleeding soul
As my instincts are losing control of my mind
The veil now drops to heed the call of salvations demise
A heartbeat defying time
This closure is mortality
Please take this dust and spread it
through the place that I liked best
A soul back to rest
Through the shadows of all life's failures
spiritual healing stood alone through the dark age of life
As you peer through the window of time is
what you see what you believe to be reality?
Are your thoughts falsely thrown into a blind entity?
A contagious, disease of the mind?
I hope you will understand why this world wasn't meant for me
I stand before you a broken man,
with nothing but death in my hands and
a burning desire to understand this life
Remorse controlling the backbones or inner demons
To force an unwritten code of the damned
Forced to beckon a weapon - a silencing tool
That's forced us all to be in fear of ourselves
Seen it all through these wastelands of common deceit
They even exist beyond the mire
All the while draining blood from
societies spine in a spiral to achieve most divine
Alone
Forewarned
All is surreal
All too characteristic threads of
death draw to a close, this you embrace
I stand before you a broken man,
with nothing but death in my hands and a burning
desire to understand this life, for all I've lived for
To exist - to live without answers
Parading around a false sense of individuality
From infancy to death, a cycle repeated for the old blood renewal
Perfected here is mortality
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Writer(s): James Coyle, Taylor Pottle, Ross Williams
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