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The Sound That Ends Creation - Civil Serpents şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: The Sound That Ends Creation

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Wading through a sea of ghasts
Empty souls with eyes downcast
Lined up with their time elapsed
Sheep amassed
Crumbled skin on crumbled bones
Coming out their broken homes
Have nothing to call their own
They want something, come from nothing
Seen the depths of our hate
Lacks the strength, postulate
Cannot help but just stagnate
Wading through a sea of ghasts
Empty souls with eyes downcast
Lined up with their time elapsed
Sheep amassed
Shriveled skin on crumbled bones
Coming out their broken homes
Have nothing to call their own
Been failed by the social structure
Buckling from immense pressure
No safety net to pay their rent
Covered in sweat, needless torment

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