Bleak کے بول

Delightful sordid pleasure As I witnessed the wicked fall Reflections of a mind in dissonance For I always believed in redemption But I am no saint Nor saviour of those that have jumped from the edge So I only wish good riddance Desensitized, selective empathy Desensitized, all thoughts in entropy Disintegration of my will Behold my selfish revenge Every single note in lament I repent from what has come to pass Cursing tomorrow into madness Delightful innocent pleasure As wisdom emerges from bleak memories Reflections of a heart in resonance Now fetterless to claim it's redemption Still I am no saint Only the shepherd in my rutted path With a primal urge to forge ahead Resensitized, outgoing empathy Resensitized, all thoughts in syntropy Manifestation of my will Behold my silent revenge Not one single note of lament I rejoice from what has come to pass Embracing tomorrow as a bless Revenge (as a bless) Revenge (behold my silent revenge) Not one single note (of lament) I rejoice from what has come (come to pass) (As a bless) Embracing tomorrow (as a bless) Embracing tomorrow