Abated Mass Of Flesh - Creation Weeps
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Группа: Abated Mass Of Flesh
Альбом: The Dead Will Never Forgive Us
Год: 2020
Страна: США
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We’ve left this decadence. As it was in the utmost form. Bracing the rising floods ahead. Nothing can be taken with us. All that we treasured. All that we idolized. Swallowed up in catastrophe. Abandoned homes. Abandoned homes. This life is not my own. Abandoned homes. Abandoned homes. This life is not my own.
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We are a part of a cursed generation. Our hearts are empty along with our dignity. Each day bracing for the worst. Each day a new tragedy emerges. How do we process these fearful times. Where do we find our integrity to stand firm in raging seas. Compelled to surrender unto hardship. We stand divided once more. Shaped by the voices of others. Forsaken by our families. Our trust betrayed. Tell me there’s something more. Tell me that we’re more than this. Buried in isolation. Why did I sever my ties? Content with self reflection.
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Faces of the past drift away. Moments in solitude have given me rest. Time to dwell on what matters most. To seek out my true self. I’ve studied my beliefs and dragged them through the mud. I’ve looked at what’s left. What has truly remained. There’s only one voice to shape my mind. Only one path that leads to the grave. Dead to my past. Stripping it away. I’ve studied my beliefs and dragged them through the mud. I’ve looked at what’s left. What has truly remained.
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The call reigns down upon you. The stage has been set for complete catastrophe. Lying words and poisoned works. It’s time to uphold the truth. There is not one righteous. So don’t try to pretend. It’s time to answer for the world we killed. Judgment day. I hear it calling from beyond. Judgment day. The earth demands it’s response. Judgment day. Seeking truth in the words you speak. Judgment day. This is our judgment day.
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Crawl through with fear or die out with faith. We are one and the same. Divided by consequence. Estranged from the start. Defined by our traditions. Hollowed by our past. Calculated by time. Content with neutrality. Begging the past to keep us sheltered in the misery of an unchanging mind. Upholding our dead victories. Singing the same songs of our fractured history. Yesterday is buried. Dead with the past. Dead with the past.
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Justifying actions with weak excuses. Dependent on substance to ensure a peace of mind. Another broken home. Torn away from those you love. Sheltered in the games you play. Sheltered in the lies you speak. A victim of yourself. To yourself. By yourself. Giving into the desires that deepen the grave you made. No need in cradling this hate. Self destruction is no outlet. Don’t let your life be carried away by regrets of the past.
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Do you dare make the choice or be silenced without a voice. Can you see past your broken self to pursue a strength beyond. You’ve severed yourself from possibility and regret the decisions you made. Victimized by the weight of guilt and fear will share in shame. Close the book of chapters now dead. Rewrite yourself into a new narrative. Time will not decide. It only remains. Cross the line. Move past the shame. Cross the line. Will you cross the line.
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You’re defining torment. Seeking within yourself. Defying limitations of an easy way out. The pain has found you. And you dare to defile it. You welcome all adversity. We’re defining torment. Defying limitations of an easy way out. The unchanging hour will try to break us. We will defile it. This is our war. The unending torture. It sharpens us into weapons of slaughter. Defining torment. Defining torment. We are torment defined.
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We are a part of a cursed generation. Our hearts are empty along with our dignity. Each day bracing for the worst. Each day a new tragedy emerges. How do we process these fearful times. Where do we find our integrity to stand firm in raging seas. Compelled to surrender unto hardship. We stand divided once more. Shaped by the voices of others. Forsaken by our families. Our trust betrayed. Tell me there’s something more. Tell me that we’re more than this. Buried in isolation. Why did I sever my ties? Content with self reflection.
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