Beneath The Surface کے بول

The stains on your altar have yet to dry But power is something you have yet to find It's the blunt stone that makes the sharpest knife A higher state for a lower life Finally reached the surface But there is nothing here for us Yeah So we descend And we're staying down No face to our names You embody everything we renounce Rotting souls caught in the throws of a Lifetime of endless cycles of abuse Clawed to the surface just to retrace my steps We cut our throats just to spite our own fucking necks So we descend And we're staying down No face to our names You embody everything we renounce Tread carefully This world could swallow you Spit you out at the mouth of hell Under no one Under no illusion You have turned us antihuman Tread carefully This world could swallow you Spit you out at the mouth of hell Under no one Under no illusion You have turned us antihuman So we descend And we're staying down No face to our names You embody everything we renounce