Misericord 歌词

Thin the herd Symphonies choking on eulogies Hell bent Desperately i've been searching for a reason to feed the hope that fails, the lies ring most true In your defiance death laughs at his harvest I dream of a grave, just deep enough to fill my days Not the same, the God we pray That beautiful dream drowning in dread Filled to the brim with emptiness The Sun has set The door has closed The myth of reliеf It all ends so slowly Nothing worth saving Illuminate profound pathways of pain Pessimistic gratification Holding that so tightly, that faith which is most frail (go with God) Apathy-inducеd agony, shallow drowning day to day (go with God) Thin the herd Symphonies choking on eulogies Hell bent Desperately i've been searching, for a reason to feed the hope that fails, the lies ring most true Your precious thoughts betray us all May your death bring us peace As innocent as iron graves Spite an ounce of faith for a pound of flesh This sober violence we all adore Your sombre comfort cut too fucking close A plague with purpose Cancer altruistic Sweet merciful terror now dulls my senses Embrace the weight of my conscious I feel the guilt as it shapes me A messiah by no other name, hell bent glory bound A savior of self loathing Thin the herd Symphonies choking on eulogies Hell bent Desperately i've been searching, for a reason to feed the hope that fails, the lies ring most true In your defiance, death laughs at his harvest In your defiance, death laughs at his harvest