| Lyrics: | Walk through the ashes of man
Skin like fields on fire
Pain is only a weakness
Death
is just an escape
We are connected like tissue
Feed on the shame you've
raised
Why continue the harvest?
We are already dead
No one, can reap, these
scars, we've sown x2
There is no morning sun
No falling rain
For acres of
skin
Wait! Can you hear the machines?
Gears that cultivate flesh
Why continue
the harvest?
We are already dead
No one, can reap, these scars, we've sown
x2
There is no morning sun
No falling rain
For acres of skin
All I
want and wish for
Is to end this suffering
All alone and unaware
All primed up for
dying
Without face, without mind
Without dreams, without memory x2
There
is no morning sun
No falling rain
For acres of skin x2 |
