Entrance to the sheer process
Of stripping the memories from your mind
Through loss and understanding
Realize youre just a product of your time
Nothing more than a drone
Stranded, perpetually lost
There is nothing sacred in this world
And nothings what I am for you
Still condemned to fight all my battles alone
I cant rely or repent
For only death can save us now
A gruesome trail of grief
Sedated by the fear of loss and greed
Never lasting, never knowing
Through jaded eyes I see myself dead
What has been lost cannot be restored
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
