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Izthmi - Useless Is the Song of Man, From Throats Calloused by Name şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Izthmi

albüm: The Arrows of Our Ways


As I awoke
I watched life consume itself
Again and again
Useless is the song of man,
From throats calloused by name.
As we offer blood for land,
And strip bare its flesh till naught remains.
Will there be an understanding
Strained from veins before the fall
Or shall we trail behind tails of comets
That've burned their way into the eyes of us all
No fathers nor our mothers
Can determine our fate
The hope in which that we wish for
Must be ours to create
This weight
Through which we all must walk
This weight
That which walks through me

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