Born To Suffer - Anchor | Текст песни

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• Born To Suffer
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I see years reflection in this despondent face.
Tried your best, worked out,
But it was never enough to break through the front line.
Just to catch one more train won't let you drift apart the ocean.

Drift apart the ocean of reality -
The inside out of brightest days.
The wave, the storm.
You've droppeded the anchor. Time zero.

A minute of a dreadful effort,
When your boat is slightly afloat,
Created a human being a thousand of Gods ago.
Planted the seed of peace so many wars ago.

Find the cure to carry it on.
Choose the bay to escape the storm.
Past behind,
The future comes forth.
Emptiness.
What's left is to loathe.

Pigswill is everything,
Lost contact with reality is the priority

Sometimes it takes the whole life
To open one's eyes.
Though, it's worth it - quite an adequate price.
Carry through is to carry on.
Trust the flush and turn side lights on.

You've caused so much pain, stroke nerves,
But you still fucking buy it.
Degeneration, mental dead-end.

Face your fear of hitting the reef,
Let the anchor go.
Fight the heading wave
As it bids fair to be the product of your over-emphasising way of thinking.

Hold on, my friend.
We are diving into the pearl deapths of serenity.
We are carried away by this all-absorbing flush.

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