Taking Root In Rotten Soil 歌词

Every day we stray further from a God who lost his way In contempt we sing his name Minor, frail, a bastard out of key The deafening drone of despair drowning, I dull my heart unto their pain To heal one must bleed Abandoned hopes trampled under feet Now spit in the face of those who once believed Now frail, unclean, shattered, obsolete hearts beat extinct Sever from the unconscious Surrender At the toll of absurdity Do unto others Dance, dwell, die I'm Horrified by my selfishness I've complied Do you believe in fiction Or do you believe in this Horrified by my selfishness Dragged into the bright sky Subtleties coming apart at the seams Piercing tears back into the eyes The only thrill left to die Horrified A weeping wound, ripping at the roots of your rapture A weeping wound, serve no gods, humor no masters Flowers of rust blooming with hate No other choice but to let this absence carry me away Slowly we seethe, watching these blurred lines bleed Slowly we seethe, screaming these songs we should never sing Slowly we seethe, the pain is forgotten but we feel the memory, disassociation Last gasps from burning lungs A savior's last words, on the tip of my tongue Bite down to spite my lust Only to taste the blood Slowly we seethe Slowly we seethe