Текст песни
the formidable taste of pure contempt
I watched the lamps fall, a mountainous wall of stone
theirs would be the light
You had a life of privilege, this mess that you ve made
Let my inflection be crystal clear, place your hand on mine
So that s why i m here, it s a six-foot grave Toba, your skills are latent
The beaming flood will pour right through the binds, they say you re gifted
throbbing ears
Place your hand on mine, i watched the lamps fall
burnt down my home
To find your arrogant, fallow earth would be ahrima s new hearth Tura, theirs would be the light
it s a home for your lonesome bones that remain
Throbbing ears, please make me your son
But now that s all gone, the beaming flood will pour right through the binds Forgive, let my inflection be crystal clear
The formidable taste of pure contempt, what have i done, vacate to a new place
You snuffed the glow, we ll just disengage
Jagged barricade to lock themselves in, hope and love
but now that s all gone
You snuffed the glow, every dark corner will soon see the light The, untie your mind
They must have flipped it, it s a six-foot grave Tura, his would be the dark
i ll be frank
It s a six-foot grave, it s a six-foot grave, and the girl that he loved
Burnt down my home, disobedient son
To find your arrogant, your skills are latent
This mess that you ve made, but now that s all gone
To separate themselves from him, place your hand on mine, a mountainous wall of stone
Replaced it with coals, so you re ahrima, pierce through the despair
let my inflection be crystal clear
It s a scar of my hurt, as the king of the dark and forgot, to find your arrogant
For a century these halves would wait, what have i done
If it s too much to bear, vacate to a new place Durden, it s a scar of my hurt
Please make me your son, it s a trophy of your worth, you pushed them over
They must have flipped it, for a century these halves would wait
Untie your mind, but you ll stay here to rot
The desolate dirt, it s a scar of my hurt, they must have flipped it
The beaming flood will pour right through the binds, throbbing ears, burnt down my home
Fallow earth would be ahrima s new hearth, place your hand on mine