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Surface The Infinite - text

It starts below
The bile and the burning
Darkness in the recipe
A fire of the soul

To paralyze and stranglehold
Disable the design
The remnants of reality
And our measured time
Is torn apart

We carry our fear inside
A space that holds the darkness
We stretch our skin around
To cover the abyss

The smirk on our reality
At the future we foresee
Blood that seeks redemption
In endless nights of sin
Stays with the spears
That pierce the blinding sun

We heard from the heralds of grief
That nothing remains

We carry our fear inside
A space that holds the darkness
We stretch our skin around
To cover the abyss

Breaks into day
Upsets the system
It's in our nature to bear
The hidden to the end

What if this feeling contains a truth?
What if our dreams give way
To the dogma of old?
What lost desires can be found?

No shelter
No barriers between
What's already inside
Betrays what the surface holds

We wear our lives
On wires and dust
Like demons of the lost
Still wrapped in our own confusion
The call of the abyss

We carry our fear inside
A space that holds the darkness
We stretch our skin around
To cover the abyss

Text přidal vonKlein

Video přidala SuperSonic

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