Summers End все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

I will watch your throne shatter and fall
leaving treads of blood imprinted around my throat
your hands will never be washed away
and my fears never reduce in exhaustion
since the cold blood brought back the plague of death
the ignorance of you and others followed
will be finalized as I watch them dig for you
when simple lapse is turned tragedy

devoured time with your story of fiction
caste into my flesh like a hook
through my lips that has kept me bonded
and remained silent with stitches
keep me bounded by your wonders
tied up and gagged by your curse
caress my dead sould with our wisdom
for this is the last straw I am the victim

my reflection is a skeptical fear of
bruising cuts as soft as a fresh gash
because these contridictions can be
like razors cutting down slow to end
all of the apathy to cover my scars
covering all thoughts of conception
endure hated contrast of moments
broken into clusters of tales