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The Bitter Season - My Prison

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Группа: The Bitter Season
Альбом: Embrace Of The Sea
Год: 2024
Страна: Канада

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Echoes of a past life
Spent in a rusted cage
You're longing for something
Displaced by guilt and rage

Every fear manifested
This place was made for you
Festering mind consumed by thoughts
Of penance overdue

You know just what it is that I offer
Why do you still approach

I learn to scream without a sound
The hands that lift me up
Are the ones that hold me under until I drown

Your road to redemption
Beneath the fog obscured
Meaningless contrition
They can't hear you anymore

Wallow in this hell of your creation
Believing you can save yourself

I learn to scream without a sound
The hands that lift me up
Are the ones that hold me under until I drown

Together we shed the temporal
In this place of unreality
Beauty rendered obscene
Perfect in its depravity

Indifferent
The static that devours
Binding you down
Carrying out
Your innermost desire
Annihilation

And I, the arbiter of your discontent
Reveal myself at last
The ghost of your past
Stare back from behind the glass
Behind your eyes

I learn to scream without a sound
The hands that lift me up
Are the ones that hold me under until I drown

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